I wrote a few poems, borrowed heartbeats and stole a soul
but never cruel I was, the heartache was my own
my universe now closed, imaginative and cold
and sinds the Story of you, I grew darker
so I'm told.
Boundaries I created between two different worlds
I can't enter yours nevermore, you may linger in mine
I accept all facts, don't worry all is pretty fine
therefore my beloved, you'll forgive me in time
but loving you still
will never be a crime
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