Many lines are scribbled out- some is illegible.
Our love was bright and burning flame.
Beating back the night when darkness came,
I didn't know the power of a name.
Intwined our hearts in burning fire.
Like the hearth of my desire,
I came to you, despite the eyes ire.
A secret dance by firelight
Lost in the rhythm of the night,
Finding a harmony in pale twilight.
The cold harsh truth is this;
The brightest light burns out quick.
But you left an ember for me to turn to flame.
I take this and more, for you, beyond the grave.
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Tiny Aarmau Oneshots
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