Opposite

You were holy, I was not

a mortal, just another dirty spot.

You took me out of perdition,

and through time I lost all suspicion.

A baby in a trenchcoat,

and a ship barely staying afloat.

The wings of an angel upon me

though the black eyes is all you can see.

Disobey your family and belief

just to fall in love with a lowly thief.

 

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