(we were forced to write a love sonnet for engh)


Love, an illusion to relieve loneliness,
but solitude shall not be forgot.
Euphoria dissolved with the last kiss
pain, even the sweetest embrace cannot.

Forbidden beauty arise, where Heaven fells;
perfect lies allow facades to swoon.
The day whilst come when voices bring no Hell,
and his gaze becomes one with the moon.

His lust, a thorn, which drips blood white,
and his eyes are holes in the sky.
Footsteps in sand, fade with the light,
imprinted memories, ebbing with tide.



Walk this flood alone, standing with courage to leave,

finally... a feeling of unsatisfying peace.
 
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