So, wherever you may linger, heed my words babygirl: I will possess you for all eternity, for even in death, my insatiable desire for you knows no bounds. You were the only one who could penetrate the walls of my heart and show me what it meant to truly love. I was once a soulless beast, but with you, I became a man of greater purpose. You were the light that illuminated my path for redemption, and now that light has been snuffed out forever.
You were like a rose among thorns, a rare and exquisite beauty that I never thought I'd come across in my lifetime. Your essence penetrated the walls I've built around my heart, and now every beat echoes with the sound of your name. I've spent my life believing that love was for the weak, but I realize now that its the strongest force that exists. My love for you is a reflection of your worth, and you are the light that illuminates my darkness. In your presence, I witnessed a celestial marvel, where the burdens of wintry dawn grew lighter, and cyclamens blossomed in full glory.
Countless times, I beseeched the heavens to assign a name worthy of you, yet your essence remained an unutterable melody, one that resonates within my soul. I may attempt to evoke your likeness through words, but nothing can capture the divine magnificence that I beheld in you, as you wove enchantment with every breath. Oh darling, you don't belong in an afterlife like mine, but maybe the devil will allow me to arrange a visit for you.
You were my haven, my escape from the darkness that's always followed me. In your eyes, I saw a glimmer of hope - a chance that even I, a soul bound for hell, could be redeemed. You made me believe that maybe, just maybe, I wasn't forever lost.
They called me the the Dark Angel, but they forgot they had a hand in making me. I wish I could tell them why I turned out this way, however, this isn't about me. They've seen me as the monster that I am, but right now? Now is the time they see the god that you were to me.
I may not be worthy to tell a tale of a divine being as yourself, but when you weren't by my side, I felt a sense of emptiness and mortality, even though I believed I was invincible.
You were the silence that made my heart loud, the calm that made my soul storm, and the darkness that illuminated my entire world. You gave me eyes that saw the best in people, a heart that forgave the worst, and a soul that never lost faith. The hours have lost their shape, and time has become a hollow echo of your name. So I talk to the night because you're no longer here to listen. How ironic is it, that you are gifted with the power of speech, yet you cannot find the words to describe how you feel. Isn't it brutal? Life demands sacrifices, yet often takes away the things that bring us joy. We give up our happiness for the sake of others, but sometimes, life takes them away from us anyway. And so I wonder, does our story truly conclude with death?
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Ángel Oscuro's Redemption
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