i always told her that this isn't love
we were just seeing two empty doves
floating above our minds to control
to change the fate of lost soul

we were both enraptured with greed
just turned into monsters to bleed
is it wrong to love similar to you?
or is this a sin to be true?

both doves had weep for many days
while sensing the heat in so much blaze
our demons inside began to get lost
such until our fate wander and crossed

she is art,  unique, a dire perfection
chained in lust but devoured by affection
she is heaven-sent, a tormenting angel
who agonize thyself and put into spell

we we're lost souls force to meet in lust
shattered in pieces and thrown in disgust
struggling beyond the things undiscussed
but I left her because of the people I trust
I want her to know that she's my biggest regret
for losing her was my death to forget