Uniquely my heart hes thieving
He was so wild but he had a beating heart
His savage way to live was like an only art
Even though it hurt, he was still holding on
Waiting for a day when all that suffering will be gone.
He had a charm that every girl desired
His smile was the kind that only angels aspired
He looked like an angel sent from above
With those sparkling eyes, he seemed the true face of love.
His silence spoke louder than words
Like clinging swords in the battle of the worlds
He was stubborn and stood up for what he believed in
Even though he was a man now, his childishness was still a part of him.
He got a gift to live in a mysterious dream
Or maybe he was just trapped, where no one could hear his silent screams
His world was isolated, still he was the king
As he sat in the dark hearing his shadow sing.
He was shy and so very quiet
He was the perfect man with that touch so polite
He was short tempered cuz he was true from inside
That rage was meant to reveal the truth from behind those eyes open wide.
They called him insane but he was a free soul
He loved his life like a crazy lover, no matter what he was told
Curiosity made him wander off to strange places in his mind
He went on looking for strange stuff that he was always meant to find.
His innocence felt so real and true
He had faith in himself that he would make it through
He was like a miraculous happening only once to be found
He was strange and was born to turn the world around.
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