The scars of love, in this hollow, dark place,

For in your love, my soul took flight,

Now lost, in this desolate, endless night.

Every breath, a stabbing knife,

Every heartbeat, a mournful life,

Every moment, a haunting grief,

Every memory, a piercing relief.

Forever yours, in this desolate land,

My heart, a monument, to our lost stand,

A testament to love's cruel might,

A soul forever shattered, lost in your light.

In your absence, I'm consumed,

By the shadows that your love has assumed,

A darkness that devours my every thought,

A pain that cannot be bought.

My beloved, my heart's eternal flame,

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