CRIMSON NIGHT
Staring into a deep black hole and the acoustics making it shiver,
It was a crimson night then, taking its most gory form
Deja vu- I have lived this time and again,
The colour of her lips holding some lilac ,
Calming as the winds maybe, it stirs some hope...
Hoping to see her again on
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