Love's Dark Abyss
To end but with complication seems norm,
Losing what one had not in the first place.
Only dreaming and becoming quite torn;
Alone, feelings of sweet sorrow to face.
The shadows turn to ruin what is craved,
Killing any innocence once held dear.
Hopeless in the road previously paved,
Never to gaze upon the love once clear.
... Time moves forward erasing bit by bit,
Making the gap greater than before.
Cruel flames burning the heart; the flames he lit,
Leaving a caring dreamer burnt and sore.
Turned to ash, but the crave still exists:
To gaze once more into love's dark abyss.
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