"not
everyone is perfect
in
the darkness"
she
spoke in hollowed tones
and
laughed an empty laugh
showing
blood red lips and
stark
white teeth
bared
to show her empathy
for
the world
(and
yet you are apathetic
to
all causes
used
to save lonely souls)
"not
everyone is perfect
in
the light"
he
countered in stoic tones
smirking
instead of laughing
(beneath
him, laughing was)
showing
thin pink lips and
engorged
canines
bared
to show his anger
for
the world
(and
yet you find it somewhere
in
you heart
to
save a few lonely souls)
and
together they whispered
at
each other
in
less than loving tones
"i do"
(and
the both of you disintegrated
before
the world's eyes
an
oxymoron of apathetic fears)