Surreptitious glances my way Quickly veering upon detection Only to be drawn back before long What of me do you seek? Attempting to access secret catacombs Masked places revealed only to a select few Or merely morbid curiosity Although leather clad and denim wrapped Your eyes speak softly with a gentle glow Words hardly visible through The fog that separates our worlds Fear not and speak to me Reveal the sunshine sparkle from within Shadows need not protect For my heart is open and my soul prevails
Crystal Reed thought she had met the perfect man. Instead she finds herself entangled in a web of obsessive love and dark secrets, a world that has become tainted by deception and treachery.
The fog that separates our worlds
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