A girl sees what's not there
She walks straight to the dark world
The black symbol of the dark is her mark
She stands in there watching her hand
From the black unholy light
She ask the crestfallen man
Why is she here, is this some kind of Singh
The unholy man tells her, she has fallen
Without a farewell to him
She sees her hand again
And sees the scars
She knew what she had
Lost it before her eyes
The guy stands in front of her
In the night there is a dark day
When he will be taken away from her in this fate
The night she died was on April
She was with him but she died without a lie
Her name is unknown to does that didn't die
Sunday comes and he walks away before her eyes
Her heart was broken but his stood still
He walked away has she felt ill
The Crestfallen man tries to help her
He tells her, I can make your heart again be fill
She refuses the help and walks away to find him
She looks everywhere but she couldn't find it
Heart half part of her life was lost in his none loved eyes
She cries for him while he wasn't for her
A sad story of an unloved soul
That was at the end not resting for sure
Her days more and more turned dry
She was drained without a sight
Not saying to anyone good bye.
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Unholy Love
PoetryA dreadful story of a girl who's soul after death isn't able to proceed