Sweeter Than Silence

I want to add more to this later on, and I believe I want to set it to music, but am not entirely sure. It is a work in progress.

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She always had an attraction to the dark,
   to the chaotic and the soiled.
The fire consumes her but never burns,
   it soothes her cold heart.

Sleepless nights and starless skies,
   those are familiar to her.
Sunbeams in her hair will never feel as good as the rain.

She falls in love with hurricanes,
   they tear her into shreds.
The sheets are empty,
   in her memories dance shadows.

Battered flesh and tortured soul,
   yet she has the courage to love.
Whispers in the dark are sweeter than silence.