Stranger


His eyes stared into my soul.
He was just a stranger
But he tore me apart.
I felt weak,
Torn,
Falling,
As his gaze held me tight.
I wither,
Cry,
And wonder who you are.
How can a stranger make you feel so weak?
He was the stranger, who stole my heart.

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