Must I use force to break the lie that you shield yourself with.
The funny pretences that cover you like fern leaves before the feast, ha.
How will I penetrate this facade that you put up before I reach you.
Steal that piece of your heart that you so appropriately associate with the stars.
I was behind you an invisible knight.
I was the hunter that spared your little game tasting life.
I speared through the concealed emotion.
Aiming to hold you for a second.
Yet you´d wiggle off any lance.
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