You
You are my peace, my light, my escape
You are the holder of my heart
Not many succeed, But you achieved the impossible
For you are incredibly thoughtful,
Yet, so incredibly cold with a soft touch
Like a bee with honey, I simply can't resist
But it is you who keep me wanting more
For you are as cold as ice
am the prisoner of light,
you are the master of deception
We are destined to clash
Yet here we are.
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