She was once so young,
and I was too. .
we shadowed the dusk,
the moment she was due
A colorless encounter,
touched by a lousy-
hand of fate
With no release nor,
possible escape
Gone are those days,
my heart flutter in delight
Her careless whispers,
that brought my soul-
atop ecstatic heights
Knocked my strength,
as I dwell in peace, laced. .
by the warmth she breathe
Curse the angels, though. .
demons may rejoice
This heart tormented,
soul burnt freshly, by. .
The death my of Laura
my ever, ever dearest. . .
Spear me the wound,
the hatred of humanity
The departure of her memory,
The witch I love. .
The apple of my eyes
So do remember,
The depth of her innocence
That devoured my heart.
Your false judgment,
That tore us apart. .
