My love blazes
deep like the aphotic abyss of Ancient Acheron
as gloomy as a decaying rose
my still beating heart do I give unto thee
my disturbed love, aching, bleeding, loving, deceiving
thus it will be our darkly romantic night.
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My love blazes
as gloomy as a decaying rose
my still beating heart do I give unto thee
my disturbed love, aching, bleeding, loving, deceiving
thus it will be our darkly romantic night.
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