I've got glowin' stars under my skin
So that I can see you, my darlin' sin

In lurking shadows of poetic nights
That chase away remnants of lights

I taste cocaine on the lips of ecstasy
Your glazed eyes weave my fantasy

Sometimes, I am kissed by soft glee
But dark caresses never set me free

I'm often hugged by a ghost of pain
As if I died in the wreckage of train

While galaxies in your hooded eyes
Strive to fill lilac shades in my skies

My head is filled with your whisper
And I swear, I do not want us to stir

But I am haunted by ringing silence
It snatches away every voice's sense

And darkness is invading each glow
Of stars under my skin, keep it slow

For I see you no more in my fictions
I'm so lost in a moment of...
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contradictions