Gravity

You don't know what you are

You only know what I hate

And as you walk away

I see what you are

And it's beautiful

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The real face you have

Is better than the one you wear

Grace is not a humble word

With you it shivers and moans

Struggling to be seen

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There is nothing to be seen

Seems confusion comes with you again

As clouds form over the sun

But the light still comes through

To be reflected by your pale skin

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The light comes off your skin

But is taken by your dark eyes

Of which nothing can escape

How many times

Must I be drawn by your own gravity?