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My Dark Valentine
Silver Tears,
and twinkling lights.
The lunar eclipse,
engulfs the night.
This heart is filled
with empty sighs.
An unnatural agony,
on this moonlit Valentine
How do I take back
the attachment,
that keeps me hypnotized,
by your presence?
The melting clocks
of history passing by.
I wish I had the power,
to freeze over time.
Just for a mili-second,
to stop perfection
in the connection,
of our thumping beats.
I should have reckon,
the destruction,
no protection,
submitting to the deceit.
I don't need your sweets,
I have no need for roses.
Leave me be,
for dusk is quickly approaching.
Silver leaves,
from golden branches.
The whispering wind
chooses who it fancies.
The crack, the sizzle,
in this insufferable heat.
Melting it's cold surroundings,
tears of love, I bleed.
The Goddess,
my ultimate witness,
to this heart rending moment.
Burning pretty red roses
converting them into ashes
making them feel what it's like
being broken.
Let the moon be the seer,
Of silver drops,
in the middle of an eclipsed night.
As I let this pain subside,
As the venom is purged from the inside.
That hazardous love left by
my Dark Valentine.
Keep your dreadful chocolates,
I despise your death wish roses.
Let me hide in my coffin,
dawn has started approaching.
and twinkling lights.
The lunar eclipse,
engulfs the night.
This heart is filled
with empty sighs.
An unnatural agony,
on this moonlit Valentine
How do I take back
the attachment,
that keeps me hypnotized,
by your presence?
The melting clocks
of history passing by.
I wish I had the power,
to freeze over time.
Just for a mili-second,
to stop perfection
in the connection,
of our thumping beats.
I should have reckon,
the destruction,
no protection,
submitting to the deceit.
I don't need your sweets,
I have no need for roses.
Leave me be,
for dusk is quickly approaching.
Silver leaves,
from golden branches.
The whispering wind
chooses who it fancies.
The crack, the sizzle,
in this insufferable heat.
Melting it's cold surroundings,
tears of love, I bleed.
The Goddess,
my ultimate witness,
to this heart rending moment.
Burning pretty red roses
converting them into ashes
making them feel what it's like
being broken.
Let the moon be the seer,
Of silver drops,
in the middle of an eclipsed night.
As I let this pain subside,
As the venom is purged from the inside.
That hazardous love left by
my Dark Valentine.
Keep your dreadful chocolates,
I despise your death wish roses.
Let me hide in my coffin,
dawn has started approaching.
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