" and within her gifted gaze broke the balance of my confided bearings. I lost my soul within her eyes.
Nothing short or shy of stable grounding finds it place beneath my body as they bat lashes gesturing me to come within her eerie grasp. I don't toil nor turn; I am lost. Caught in their trap. Befallen by her wicked prowess, I gave up the hope of her allowance.
I care not to leave the void while I shutter with sorrow. For I know I'll never see those eyes again on the 'marrow "
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