Worst of both worlds

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She was dark, he was light

he was day, she was night

he was sun, she was moon

their love hadn't began yet it was already doomed

she threw flames, power in fire

he threw ice, but burned with desire

he couldn't see and she couldn't say

all they could do was hope and pray

her eyes burned, rejected the light

his eyes blinded by the darkest full-moon bite

he was tame, she was wild

they were both no older than a child

he had blood as warm as the sun

she had blood cold, so he's out gunned

he tries to hide what she is

she tries to pretend that she's none of this

doomed forever she finally caves

they part, their love never saved...

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