Love meets death
while you put a gun to its head
bullets piercing threw its soul
it bleeds rapidly threw the holes
It bleeds
our most loving memories
It cry's out crimson cries
letting spoken be introduced to our lies
Holding carefully to the secrets we gave
clinging to them as if a coffin
while it lays its self to the dead love's grave
A tombs tome upon thee
let it read
"tears have fallen for this loves rose
so perfectly it once would grow
but feelings met the end
and the lights began to dim
thorns penetrated against them
distance carried its darkness
placing upon thy paranoia
he slipped the the cracks
of their loves last breaths
as it became requited
despite trying their best
this perfect love lays before you,
dead"

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