My darling, come.
Tipsy on red rum.

Stay with me here.
There’s nothing to fear.

Defensive stance.
This is your last chance.

Doubt plays a mind.
Evidence in kind.

Point advantage.
Melting in language.

Gives in to love.
Heaven tremors above.

Fallen angel.
Believes in fable.

Night takes a turn.
Dying candle burns.

Last vial of hope.
Hanging by a rope.

Potion spits out.
It’s a roundabout.

Knife slits a throat.
Spilling nuts and bolts.

Razors on wrists.
Crushed knuckles in fists.

Blade runs a chest.
Bloodied human mess.

On a white bed.
Life hangs by a thread.

He eats out her heart.
Now, she is dead.

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