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His Second Sight
Gaze on thy face
Lovely skin of pale complexion
Twinkle in thy eyes
Lonely glance in my direction
Smile lingering on thy lips
Solitary moment of affection
Movement held in time
Breath gone away
No heart for beating
Soul refuse to disobey
Approaching the connection
Nervous jitters of this
New unaccustomed attention
Shake a slender hand
So gently touching mine
Eyes transfixed upon another
With the gift of Second Sight
Others passing, ignoration
Of this stranger in the night
Cannot hold back suspicion
Narrowed eyes so filled with wonder
Of this striking foreign man
How he could acknowledge me
Despite of what I am
Speak your mezmerizing voice
Befriend me, though I'm distant
Talking to yourself, it seems
Why must you be persisent?
Rumors of lost sanity
No friend now walks beside you
Say nothing of my pity
Tell truth, though I don't want to
Lean down, my unexpected friend
Do you want to know a secret?
Hear the whisper of cold breath
Come close, I'll tell a story
The story of my death
Your ears aren't lying, friendly stranger
They hold the tellings of a spirit
I see the panicked pain within your eyes
From this lifeless soul I knew you wouldn't hear it
Believe me, friendly stranger
Believe me, I'm not real
Forgive me, I must go now
Pray, keep this story well concealed
I'm sorry if I accidently stole your heart
While relishing in your sweet attention
But I have died and you have not
This the only imperfection
But in Death I will remember always
The stranger in the park
The only one who saw me through
When I was sinking in the dark