Regrets.
by Abyss Forgottentomb, 2017
Your hair is the night I wished to caress ,
And your pale visage the moon I wished to contemplate ,
But you're slowly fading away like a vaporous dream ,
Just like forbidden memories lost into the darkness .
Your skin is a never ending treasure map ,
Where my ghost ship got lost ,
I'm drowning in your coldness ,
Devoured by its gap .
Best creation ever , hold by thousand stars ,
All I wanted was to see your smile
And let your sun warm my frozen being up ,
But the sparkles of your Beauty are forsaking me
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