Those crimson eyes
That steadfast heart
That fleeting smile
Tearing wounds apart
My pain and her nonchalance
Reaches an equinox
As it tears souls to shreds
All but her laughter is dead
Speak my name
She does so calmly
My spirit enshrouded in shame
Confidence in ribbons
A glint of glee sparkles
In those bloody pools
She toys with me endlessly
I'm bound to her twisted rule
Her charisma, immense,
Holds me tenderly in dance.
Dazed and weakened, my defense...
She tears worlds apart in a glance.
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