Yin Yang

Just something I threw together....didn't really plan it out or anything....sorry guys....

True Love and Misery
Under the sun, at her first glance,

 We were one of a kind,

Till I'd noticed her trance,

  And soon we fell blind,

To a hopeless romance,

Both hers and mine.

We seemed to slow dance,

 Frantically frozen in time.

So lost in all its mystery,

Tragically growing so blind,

 To the true love of our own misery.

Our exigency had gone too far,

 Morality had cast away its veil,

  While passion became our star,

Our Hatred and Love, was parallel,

I was the wound and she was the scar,

And She was the soul to my empty shell..

 

 

 

 

 

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The End

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