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In shadows deep where whispers sigh,
A heart once bright begins to cry.
Entwined in love, a toxic snare,
A tale of pain, beyond repair.

Her touch was soft, her words were sweet,
Yet lies concealed beneath deceit.
A love that promised endless skies,
But brought forth tears and silent cries.

Each kiss a dagger, sharp and cold,
Each hug a chain, a binding hold.
In darkness, secrets intertwined,
A love so cruel, so unrefined.

She wore a mask of pure delight,
But in her eyes, a stormy night.
A battle fought within her soul,
A heart once whole, now black as coal.

He held her close, yet felt the sting,
Of words that cut, of pain they bring.
A dance of love, a twisted game,
A burning fire, a scorching flame.

In moments lost, she sought release,
A blade, a mark, a fleeting peace.
Her skin, a canvas, painted red,
With every stroke, a tear she shed.

Their love a poison, slow and deep,
A wound that festered, made her weep.
Yet in her heart, a flicker stayed,
A hope that love could still be saved.

But time, relentless, wore her down,
A queen once proud, now lost her crown.
In shadows deep, she found her end,
A broken heart, no love could mend.

So here she lies, in silent sleep,
A soul in torment, dark and deep.
A tragic tale of love's cruel art,
A story etched upon her heart.

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