Love Tragedy

Bittersweet simple secrecy, twas the tale of you and me. Lost in a perfect fantasy, laying on top the canopy. Touching as some would say, the feeling is just a disarray. As I peak the moonlit by the bay, hoping you illuminate my day. Sitting on top what yonder breaks, as they place me upon the stake, my heart they could never take. With the next move I make, if it kills me it, twas for my love's sake.

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