Her Him.
A devil in disguise,
Growing through the night.
A fire in her heart
Yet a feather in her life.
A dream is taken,
Like dust in a breeze.
A lamp-post struck by lightning
Fierce fires never freeze.
Her diary sowly speaks
With letters of his name.
Sketches of his face
Fill her notebook’s every page.
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