Looking into her past I see that I
am not the first that felt a good
filled heart.
Unlike I, though, this kindness they
defy;
return to her deep felt pain on her
part.
Even in this light fast to me she
spilled,
No hesitation, nothing too rough to
say.
'tween us I found love needing to be
filled;
My mind and heart have never felt this
way.
Carrying her out of her past's dark
abyss,
A long and daunting task is set to be.
Remiss of fear we now find happiness,
daring the past not to repeat in me.
Look behind us, I see your devil's
eyes,
Ever will they be staring back at me.
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