This poem is already a failure
An army of shadows awaits outside the door but I
Am only interested in yours
I live in your shadow
I cant see anything from underneath the darkness
Except your glowing skin
Its enough for me
Just to hear your voice
I cant say anything to you because my words mean nothing
They fade to inaudibility before they leave my lips
Because they are shallow words
In shallow graves
The next few lines are already laughably cliche
And I haven't even written them yet
Maybe I dont see the way other people see
I dont want to if they cant see you
The way I do
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