Blade against skin,
Red upon silver.
A note left for you,
True feelings unlocked.

A new love is found,
That's true to my heart.
My soul takes a dance,
Across the fires with death.

Forgive my weakness,
And forget our love.
As I seek a gift,
To receive white lies.

This is my goodbye,
With forgotten words.
Memories have gone,
With the last avid kiss.

Blade against ground,
Black upon silver.
Enclosed white paper,
With unseen black words.

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