My Love Forget Me Not
About this guy... and this chick that shows me so much hate.
My love tis' thee on whom I compare a winter's eve quite cruel
Lips of ice turn hot with spice of flames of sweet amor
Your teeth my fingers then move across my neck
Tis' thee whom shall I compare a love as sweet as thine thorned rose
But I believe there is one thorne on our rose tearing us apart
But wind or hail shall not come between a love that is such as ours
Nor the thorne in that rose makes thine shed the blood that brings out my demonic soul
A demon so bias hate yet your love she still keeps.
Shall I shed mine blood too, so thine heart I can keep
Soul of deep compassion when I look into thine eyes
With you my fragile heart lies steadily
So with the blade of love in our hands, we carve our love into each others heart with no regrets
But still I feel remorse about this love we seem to share.
Lips of ice turn hot with spice of flames of sweet amor
Your teeth my fingers then move across my neck
Tis' thee whom shall I compare a love as sweet as thine thorned rose
But I believe there is one thorne on our rose tearing us apart
But wind or hail shall not come between a love that is such as ours
Nor the thorne in that rose makes thine shed the blood that brings out my demonic soul
A demon so bias hate yet your love she still keeps.
Shall I shed mine blood too, so thine heart I can keep
Soul of deep compassion when I look into thine eyes
With you my fragile heart lies steadily
So with the blade of love in our hands, we carve our love into each others heart with no regrets
But still I feel remorse about this love we seem to share.
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