The Sin

Won't forget your name

Won't forget your lips.

You're my sin, my flame.

Choke me in your grips.



I will never lose 

The sight of you, so bright. 

You will be my muse, 

And you will be my bride.



Even if I live, 

Even when I die, 

Trust me and believe: 

You're forever mine.



Countless fallen stars 

Won't eclipse your grace. 

Deeper than my scars, 

Etch in me your trace...


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