Seven times they met, seven times they fell, Two souls entwined, a tragic spell. Each life a chance, a whispered plea, To break the chain, to finally be free. But fate's cruel hand, a shadowed guide, Tore them apart, with nowhere to hide. Until at last, in weary despair, They chose an end, beyond compare. Their final wish, a silent prayer, To end the cycle, beyond repair. No more tomorrows, no more to grieve, In endless sleep, their souls believe.All Rights Reserved