Through dangers untold,
And hardships unnumbered,
I ravage and toil,
Scarlet letter betrothed.
Through hearts so indebted,
And souls turned ashen,
His bidding doth work,
Lest my fingers, the cinder.
Through loves fine delusion,
And despise like a brother,
Not a will to forget,
Nor a force to surrender.
Through tear strained strokes,
The canvas doth not hold,
Smears of regret,
But scars bore freely, tenfold
@darkPeach
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