Cannot Be Seen

 

Spread out the particles of my own matter,

I have the complexion of one a.m.

You can not find me and I will not come out,

the strength of an army once tested.

I hold the greatest thing to my head, which

is to become magical.

Lack to the ability of distance, nothing can overcome

my untouched heart.

See you cannot not find me in the dark, yet I stand out in

the light.

Own my own fears and share my wanted desires,

everything is not as it seems.

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