On the road to oblivion, We walked through shadows, hand in hand. Your voice, a hymn in the quiet storm, Each step a prayer, each wound reborn. We were ashes, scattered and torn, The remnants of a fire forlorn. Through sorrow's weight, through time's disdain, We left our mark in blood and rain. You showed me strength in every scar, A mirror cracked, a distant star. With every fall, with every cry, We found a truth that would not die. We were embers, burning alone, A faint light where the wild winds moan. Through battles waged, through tears that bled, We wrote our names where angels tread. They'll whisper of us in midnight tones, Two lovers bound by flesh and bones. A fleeting dream, a fleeting flame, But every ghost will speak our name. Our story carved in hollow stone, A hymn of love, a requiem grown. Once hidden deep, now shadows claim, An eternal bond, an endless flame.
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West Black 14w ago
Beautiful Ekho, well done.