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Diamond hearts

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It will stay cold, his diamond heart,
Though centuries may pass,
All power of my midnight art
Can’t bring him back, alas.

A cruel price to save a life,
Blood turned my white to red,
Our witness was a ritual knife;
Rough stone, our wedding bed.

And, leaving innocence behind,
I cursed with every slash
My useless gift to cure the mind
But not the mortal flesh.

It will stay true, my diamond heart,
Eternal and aflame,
Rebuilding all right from the start,
Redeeming me from blame.