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