in a world filled with darkness,
i hand you this blackened rose,
i would suffer for you my dear,
infact, i would die if it ment you read this prose.
i would bring you in from the pouring rain,
as the shadowed clouds that bind us, control us once again.
and in this time, our desperate hour,
you are the one, the final flower.
for i love you so,
this heart does overflow,
my last words, heaving,
as no longer i'm breathing.
... in a world filled with darkness.
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