[I've been out of the game a while, please forgive my style]

She tipped her hat with a smile so sweet
Her blond hair and beauty flowing
But business made her take to her feet
The horses readied and she was going

And I sighed deeply, dark and true
How I loved her more she never knew
But all suns were setting in ever-evening’s dusk
Time passed and I espied my soul a lonely husk

Carnage, as one might believe
Romance became a forever doom
Hoped, as one might deceive
How lights drew a steadfast gloom

Until that evening I sat back down
With tear, not smile, unfading my frown
I glimpsed her hat still upon the chair
And my soul, I sold, to bring her there

Satan grinned so chaotic and appalling
He looked quite pleased “I heard you calling,
so your soul is mine now forevermore,
just drink this potion to find your whore.”

Carnage was capital and Romance deceived
This isn’t how it should happen, I hoped, I believed
My soul was my own to give to her
Of nothing else, but this, I was sure

Until my death bed I shall await
That day she walks back through my gate
For her I shall love with heart and thousands of roses more
Hoping to see her smile a sweet smile, tip her hat,
Her enchanting lore

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