You dance with me. Your touch,
Double-edged sword. Scarlet path
Draws intricate dance into
The oak floor, white walls.
Drops of pain trembles at the age of the blade.
Night hides the secrets. The shadows
Slithers into the corners.
The hallways narrows.
Wind whispers behind
The door. Rhythm deepens
My wounds... Rain flows
Through my veins. Trembling
Hollowness wraps around my heart.
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