You think me cold-hearted now
Insensitive, I don't feel the pain.
Bleed or even wounded
No tears falling from these eyes.
The pain you inflicted,
Mere scratches in the end
But even Scratches hurt
When cut deep enough.
Your fingers trace my scars
Wipe the blues from my cheeks.
Whisper words of respite
Hold me in your warm embrace.
How poetic, would it be? No?
If you were soft.
The light to my dark
Flame in the darkest of nights.
Both Creatures born of shadow,
Burned Black,
Through and through,
Leading each other down our own treacherous paths.
Changed for you,
I made a flame.
Betrayed the darkness of my heart
Traitor to my own self.
Should there even be surprise?
Darkness is our very being
Engulfed me into your pitch-black
No more should there be any respite.
Now don't call to me with endearing words
I have forgotten all that love ever meant.
My flame has burned up to its end
Theres no place for love in the darkness
Thats me.
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Penitents Rose
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