Fie...

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A screech, a cry and the scattered shards,
All but a stained view and a lifeless mass,
It had it in it a gory and to talk mumbles for all,
Stunned among ruins he was the only one tall,
It was gibberish soothing and it exploded though itself,
Tall he was but was just a speck on his crumbled pelf,
A tale of love and ginormous nothing but love,
He held on his belief and stood by his trove,
Trove of passion, serene love and faith's might,
He had it in him to offer his life that night...
He held his beloved and ignored the deception,
To tread high he imagined a height of affection,
Mercilessly slaughtered and shattered just an utter fie,
Tomb says the date but he died long ago when even alive...