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Dark Love


Her loveliness shines brighter than the bright.

We are to grow above the age of Death.

We are to say our mighty vows with might.

Her looks are sure to make one short of breath.

Our love's a gift from the big man above.

The only thing I want is a baby.

With a rose to thee, I give not my love.

What was I doing with this poor lady?

With the touch of a pen, I put an end.

I wish that our love was just a mere thought.

I hope not to see this woman again.

Maybe I can end it all with a shot.

For this, I take my life without just cause.

I went out with a bang and no applause.

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