| 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. |