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Loneliness is nothing but black
Of crying out loud
And turning your back
To those who vowed
To save your soul
From depravity,
Even if it takes a toll
On their mind and body.
The white dragon knew it well,
And even more, as he fell.
Dark and cold,
Like stories , bitter and old.
A once upon a time
Where he lost his prime,
His small body scarred
His heart growing hard,
His eyes dull and empty
Even though they shone brightly.
“Judal, you’re the same as her! You’re nothing more but her pawn, listening to her like a pet! You want me to join you? You think you understand how I feel? You don’t know anything! Don’t act as if you knew how I feel!”
The black Magi had a broken mind
Waiting for someone to find
His body destroyed
And heart has empty as the void,
He found the white creature,
The latter’s mind in a blur
Looking at the rainy sky,
Longing to fly,
And the magician knew
Everything was true,
White and black were made,
Not to fade
But to unite,
In a hopeless fight.
“You think you’re any better than me? You’re doing exactly what your mom wants you to do! You think I asked for it, huh? That I want to be tied to this bitch for the rest of my fucking life? I am offering you a change. Admit it for fuck’s sake. You’re strong, but compared to her? You’re a goddamn weakling.”
They felt hurt and alone
Yet kissing on a golden throne,
They killed,
Beyond understanding, they were thrilled
As they filled,
The other, their life fufilled.
The witch, far away
Smile widening each day,
Watching them dance and play,
Laughing madly,
Face glowing with glee.
They always fought, it wasn’t new. Even after their union, these fights remained. A way to remember the past, their suffering. To never lose their goal. They bickered over and over again, but deep down, they always understood each other. Always.
But despite their accomplishment
They did not wish for atonement,
Alone in a world full of hate,
Unable to fight their fate,
And even as they try to love,
Standing above
An ocean of corpses,
Among cries and losses,
Like moons in the evening sky,
And when they’ll die.
Unable to adore,
Misery burning their core,
They still had each other,
Making the pair stronger,
And in loneliness and bickering,
Nothing will stop us from loving and killing.