Dark Dating
If we're running away,will love still visit a stay
rather than the actions we're parading
like the dimming of light,
or symphonic waves descending from their flight
our love is fading
becoming angels of the night,
with morals indulging on nothing right
when matters of the heart,
fills the other's to be more contrite
visually and physically,
we fade from sight.
Knowing valor can't fly,
we kept giving it a try
for, immortality, our souls we're trading
like an angels' vision falling into the dark
or a hearts' call of distress,
alone, its come to embark
our love's fading
When lies become,
towels thrown in to stop a fight
its probably best to call it a night
seems we're holding on in spite
as first impressions of expressions,
fade from sight.
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