A Hopeless Romance
A HOPELESS ROMANCE
|Pure dark entrenched chambers
swallowing ember thoughts
yearning weakened heart
|Nightmares consist of thee
|Decipher thy tome
heart bled tales speak true
words are elegant cries
|Body wishing to die
|Being of lust endowed
I have ridden to the
raging clines
to prison thy soul
fulfill thy pride
|Love
|Lust inspires
two strings
one to hate
and one to cling
|I will bide
to wishes of
this ministry
loyal servent
under thy dream
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