At the crossroads of fate, where lovers collide,
He stood with a gun, she held a knife to guide.
The world had burned for her desperate quest,
Yet her broken heart became his final test.
He pulled her close in a bleeding embrace,
A knife in his chest, tears carved on her face.
She gasped for air, yet clung to him tight,
A prayer in her soul, a plea in the night.
"What have you done?" she seemed afraid,
As darkness swallowed the choices he made.
"I gave up myself, just so you could live,
And now, I have a wish for you to give."
With a twist in their tale, he fired the gun,
Her temple spattered, her life undone.
Together they fell, their love corroded to dust,
Heroes and villains, annihilated through lust.