I
I
A product of stardust
A will to live
For which i eternally lust
Behind
Closed doors
False smiles
My heart pours
Water
Like my heart flows
Yet silent and swift
Something i never show
Hushed
My voice is quiet
My emotions not out
Im too used to hiding it
I
The son of man
I am a whirlwind of life
I am hell
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