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A lover on your left, a sinner on your right,
A brutal blow in the chest and he kissed you goodbye.
Panic at the disco, Attacks in the night,
She stands by the altar, malice in his eyes.

The pretty princess miss Parity, paper face leaving cuts,
The elegant emperor Mr Elias, etching pride as he ruts,
The king of hearts, the queen of black,
She was his medicine, he was what she lacked.

Love as old as the sun, touch as cold as ice,
Hands chopped smoother than satin if you looked at her twice.
Love as rotten as the sugary brown teeth of an ogre, touch as blistering as ice,
Tongues rubbed against the asphalt if you looked at him twice.

They rode the stallion across the mountains,
They rode their power across the breeze,
The perverts, the drunkards, the brothels on the carpet,
Their services availed, their blood-stained the wine and ease.

They laughed at their evils, they cried at their frills,
They slapped with the poison dug in their trills,
Their eyes would smile when the dead fly would be feasted by an army of ants,
Their cheeks would shriek when they couldn't get the empires into their pants.

Adultery, tryst was all the part of the deed,
Kissing the strangers, Parity would earn the feat,
Elias would grind, Elias would push,
The strangers would gasp, the strangers would moan.

When the lovers were done finding each other in the strangers,
They'll pull it out, the enchanting dagger,
Parity would strip, Parity would slash,
Elias would kiss, Elias would kill.

Bonnie and Clyde were put to the shame,
They didn't have venom running in their veins,
Elias and Parity had its taste,
Tasting anything else would be such a waste.

So in the middle of the stormy night,
He asked for her hand by his side,
He made her Dream of the Demons they'll make,
They wouldn't make love to each other, they'll make hate.

The wedding they'll talk about even after a thousand years died,
The black wedding ballroom, the black wedding gown in which she cried.
The black tuxedo, the golden dust and sparkling jacket that lied,
The black ravens and black crows would be the guest tonight.

Elias promised her the darkness, he promised her gloom,
Parity promised him the pain, she promised him the pleasure to bloom.
He fell for the miseries in her eyes, he stayed for the blood she drinks for wine,
She fell for his agonies in his eyes, she stayed for the satin screeches of his victims all fine.

The laces were tied, the toasts were made with a knife,
May I now pronounce you to sinners, husband and wife,
The wedding vows were made,
The nightmares(memories) were lived from the start,
They promised each other life, till life do us apart.

The cedar leaves decayed, the black butterflies fluttered,
The opal wedding ring, once bright, now flickered.
Three knocks at the door, Will-o-wisps adorned the sky,
The owls choked in their hoots, the glass of feast shattered and die.

The omens sang hymns when Parity wore the veil of stars,
The newlywed's last dance, amidst the gloom in general,
Lovers don't backstab, lovers stab from the front ajar,
Elias didn't giggle at her wedding, Elias giggled at her funeral.
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I don't what's with me and killing lovers but that's a lesson kids, don't fall in love, because you will get pregnant and die! (cue mean girls reference).

Inspiration for the poem: P!ATD ~ casual affair.

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