The Moth

The Moth

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Prim_rose By Prim_rose Updated Mar 12, 2012

I slowly met his eyes. They were like glowing embers. This boy was flawless, his expression pure like air and fire. He possessed beauty without vanity. Strength without insolence. Courage without ferocity. And he gave me the wings I lacked. He drove me to him like a moth to a flame.

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