Broken Fate

A cluster of hate from one to another,
The fine glass of fate, crushed by each other. 
A red thread of love, a blissful beginning, 
Now dyed black by hurt, a soul unforgiving. 

But tied they still were, bound to the end,
In anger and fear, unwilling tears shed.
But destiny laughed, a hearty ha-ho, 
For when fate was shattered, his heart bore a hole.

And now as punishment, cursed ye shall be, 
In sickness and health, madness and reverie. 
Forever and ever, two but one heart, 
And not even death shall do you both part.