Midnight Addictions

A red poppy nightmare bleeds against darkened eyes.
Subtle doubt creeps into broken thunder strikes,
fading imperceptibly into dank silence. The perfect
kiss is suddenly filled with cinnamon betrayal and
wild gravity pulls forgotten tears from your eyes.

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