His eyes are full pof hatred,
Enticing like friendly fire,
I don't know what he thinks,
I know he does not love me,
But he is mine.
He tells me what he wants,
So much power he has in mind,
But to get to him, that power would cost lives,
The lives of all i know.
I know that i should run,
Run far away from him, my love.
But running away is saying goodbye,,
And i can't leave the one i love.
He has a power of strength,
It's dangerous, but tempting,
His power, is what keeps me here,
His power is my lover.
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