Masked aura, arduous to discern
I wonder what’s darker – the kohl,
or maybe the shadow of yearn
perhaps it’s just your soul…
reminiscing those golden words ‘I Love You‘
which once set off a beautiful flow
now left with another three, without a clue
let all wash away and just ‘Let me Go‘
but temptations pull me to doom
eagerly plunging into abyss
knowing it’s my own tomb
still feeling heavenly bliss
I guess that’s how it gonna be
love for the dark – oh yes, that’s me.
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