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Love takes a dark turn |
| Together we sit in the garden The moonlight glistens off your hair Little guilt I feel, no pardon I asked if you love me, do you care Your silence continues endlessly I’ve no choice but to guess I remember our first meeting Your laughter, my palms sweat Long have I adored you Always from afar Your radiance still shining Just like a midnight star I look at the ground around us Your blood mingles with mine Surprise and resignation on your face My bloody valentine Ours is a love for Shakespeare Doomed from the very start For within my true loves locket I placed a piece of her still beating heart |