In twilight's shroud, where shadows play,
Our love was forged, in endless gray.
A dance of souls, in morbid delight,
Where darkness kissed, and the stars took flight.
Your eyes, like onyx, shone with a light,
That beckoned me, into the dark of night.
I fell, unbound, like a leaf in the storm,
Into the depths, where our love would form.
In secret chambers, where the wind does sigh,
We met, our hearts, a whispered lie.
Our love was poison, a sweet, sweet sin,
A fleeting dream, that we couldn't win.
Yet, like moths, we danced, in the flame's glow,
Till our wings, were scorched, and our love did know,
It was a love, that could never be,
A love, that would, forever set us free.
In the shadows, our love will reside,
A bittersweet, and haunting, sweet, cruel pride.
For in the darkness, our hearts beat as one,
In this, our love, we'll forever be undone đź’”.
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