Once I behed the darkest scene,
I dreamt it last night in my dreams,
A story of a cryptic love,
Lost too soon to pain & blood.
I saw two lovers dressed in woe,
The woman in her long, white dress, soon to wed,
The man's head to her chest.
He listned to her trembling heart,
Knowing soon they would be apart.
Soon a girl came to fetch the maiden,
Only moments too late.
Crimson poured past both lovers lips;
Their corpse's embracing in their final kiss.
Not every love is happily ever after and I hope you remember that from here on after.















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.... scratch that- I CAN NOT live without you.
Oh! Thanks for the fav too!
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.... scratch that- I CAN NOT live without you.
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.... scratch that- I CAN NOT live without you.
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Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
My youtube [link]
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.... scratch that- I CAN NOT live without you.
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