❝ You came when I’m in a
darkest pit of hell,
You became the light to my
cloudy night sky,
A moon that comforts me
whenever I’m unwell,
And guides me in order
for me to fly high,
We met like how the sun
and moon crosses it’s path—
A kind of event that
rarely happens,
Yet fate leads us to
where we sat,
Now writing down our
destiny with papers and pens,
Red is the color of love
they say
Like how the eclipse
glows in our eyes;
It also means blood and anger
that can lead us to astray
Reminding us that this love
comes with a price,
A price; this may be us
against the human race,
But let them stare and try to
grab us down from up above,
We won’t be shaken in
everything we will going to face,
For we have the strongest armor
which is our love. ❞

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