Interchanging circles
sprouting life from death
submission to your hell
leading to rebirth
Beauty flows through her
coming from her womb
youth and life to earth
from the angels wings
But death does serenade
as beauty drifts away
decaying through the times
and aching adds to pain
He takes his sword to smite
the weary tag alongs
to fall within his grasp
to the coldness of his world
Intertwined by fate
the partners in life's cycles
as so is love and hate
to give and take from all.
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