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by Kestrel on Wed Nov 23, 2011 11:21 am
I'm afraid of you, you know? Terrified, even. Yet, I am attached. I don't do different than walking around you, each day. I stay at a safe distance; watch you from afar. People drown in you, sometimes, you know? And when they do, I see myself in your reflection. I'm afraid of you, you know? You are most terrifying; almost swallowed in darkness. Your light is hidden deep inside of you, underneath layers and layers of stone. It is beautiful.
I have a rival; he is much bigger than me. You circle around him, you know? The way I circle around you. You shine in his light, he can see everything you are. All I do is just a tiny reflection of him, even though he is even further away than I am. Why do you love him, undress before him and bare all your colours? He is just standing there, doing the same things he always has. You grow pale when he spends less time with you, you know? It's as if part of you sleeps and part of you dies, but then you wait for him, wait as always... I am always here, you know?
Even if I see nothing but your darkness, even if you love him more than you will ever love me, I will still be around. I'm attracted to you, because you are my world.
Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.
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