Level Me.

My dark little girl

your slate eyes level me.

Those cruel thoughts that swim about.

I drown in your loathing.

I swim in your desire.

We are the unmentionable.

The wicked laugh, the harsh tongue.

Far too removed to love-Far too close to hate.

For we are what they think of.

The ones who prey in the black of night.

So silence all

Cry a noiseless cry.

Level me with your gaze.

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