“Loves deadly embrace with ABAB and free verse structure, use overall Intro - Verse - Pre-Chorus - Chorus - Verse - Pre-Chorus - Chorus - Bridge - Chorus - Outro structure”

**Intro**  
In the garden where night’s pale roses bloom,  
A whisper winds through shadows cold and deep.  
It haunts the air, a trembling sense of doom—  
Love tangled with regret, where angels weep.

**Verse**  
We stepped in softly, breathless and unsure,  
Hearts carved with longing, hope’s trembling knife.  
Your voice was silk; the world a distant blur,  
Two souls entwined on the trembling edge of life.

**Pre-Chorus**  
But worlds come crashing when desire goes blind,  
The pulse that thrills can also bind.

**Chorus**  
Oh, loves deadly embrace—the flame that burns,  
A kiss of sorrow pressed on hungry skin.  
To feel such fire, knowing all passion turns  
From sweet beginning to the ache within.

**Verse**  
I saw the warnings flicker in your eyes,  
An unlit promise, shadowed by the cost.  
We danced as ghosts beneath the storm’s disguise,  
Greedy for warmth, refusing what we’d lost.

**Pre-Chorus**  
What sweetness lingers when the heart’s undone?  
The light that sears leaves nowhere left to run.

**Chorus**  
Oh, loves deadly embrace—the flame that burns,  
A kiss of sorrow pressed on hungry skin.  
To feel such fire, knowing all passion turns  
From sweet beginning to the ache within.

**Bridge (Free Verse)**  
Was it the yearning or the hope that destroyed us first?  
Did you hold me tighter so you could be free, or  
Did I promise forever—  
While our tomorrows wilted like petals in winter?  
Sometimes to love is to promise breaking,  
To be tender with truth and savage with grace;  
We were both the victim,  
And the shadow behind the door.

**Chorus**  
Oh, loves deadly embrace—the flame that burns,  
A kiss of sorrow pressed on hungry skin.  
To feel such fire, knowing all passion turns  
From sweet beginning to the ache within.

**Outro**  
Beneath unblinking stars, the garden’s bare—  
The echo of your name on empty air.  
Love’s deadly embrace, fevers that don’t heal—  
A haunting, bittersweet, forever real.

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