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Love too deep to be
Was his love for her so deep it struck
The core of Black gold cold that
Hatred spewed up to thirsty jealous skies
That rained down bitter crimson showers
Settling into her dead strangled body?
Dissatisfied rage stepped into the next stage
Of dismembered memories of her souls cottage
Monsters eye green obsessed with her demeanor
And possessed with lust for control
He thought he could finish her, burn her to coal
But he forgot one thing; he could not touch her soul.
