they both believed
they cried for love
they sung eternal chants of faith
they turned and fled
staring above
to heaven's neverending depth
to unbelievable caress
their passion led, their faces turned
to earthly hell,an early death
their souls sung,their wounds did burn
now they both stand atop the hill
enveiled by memories and ghosts
the world will die,they never will...
and never feel among the lost...
they never will...
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