THE FIRST LOOK CAPTURED THE GLIMPSE OF LOVE,
IT CAME TO ME AS A GIFT FROM A HEAVENLEY DOVE.
ALL CAME OUT TO BE BETTER,
AS I TRIED TO GET THINGS STRAIGHTER.
IN MY DAY AND NIGHT, I THOUGHT OF BEING THE BETTER-HALF,
BUT THE TRUTH TO OTHERS WAS A PIECE OF LAUGH.
THE TIME WENT LEAVING ME CAPTURED IN ITS ILLUSION,
AND THE END WAS WRITTEN IN A SPECIAL SITUATION.
EVERYTHING FACED OFF TO BE INCOMPLETE,
THE HEART WAS LOST IN A MISTY SLEET.
IT WAS CUT WITH A BLOODY KNIFE,
WHEN THE BELOVED WALKED OUT OF MY LIFE.
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