dark nights and bright dresses
Kind eyes in the darkest of nights,
a girl in a bright dress but darkest feelings inside.
His stature so strong yet still without force,
knocked through her sorrow and all the locked doors.
His questions and silence drove her mad beyond compare,
she would plan and orchestrate just to see him somewhere.
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