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A love story gone bad.
Screaming silence, our love dies.
Somber, dressed in black and white
Stained red, just for you, tonight.
Dash out the door, the sun goes down
In my bloodied wedding gown.
As grey-stained tears run down my face,
Holding hands we fall from grace.
Now we take-and break-our vows,
Swinging from the why's and how's.
Drowning out my mother's tears,
With the blood from all the years
That I have been away from you.
And now there's nothing I can do,
But to take you out of the day.
Only then I'll have my way
To take you by fright
Into the moonlight