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Raven locks, copper toned

Lips of crimson smeared a peck

His gentle touch

His quiet ways

Solemn vows

Loves sweetest gaze

Starry nights

Lightning struck

Crushed and bruised

Front row views

Of bloody hues

Blackest night turned to red

His eyes began to wither and fade

He spoke of a different time and place

Our chance meeting on a different plain

And repeat not our past mistakes

Tears laced our final kiss

Blood sealed our last embrace

His final breath

I mourn and weep.