Red - your voice when you whispered low
Red - my thoughts that refused to let go
Red - the nights when I dreamed you bled
And woke with your ghost curled up on my bed
So don't call this love. It never was.
It was red
It was hunger
It was because.
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I dare you to love me.
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Under His Red Watch
Mystery / ThrillerAn artist with a beauty, stuck in the cage of her husband, a psychopath, a killer who never left her shadow, who couldn't leave. All because of his obsession, over her body, scent, cries and her soul. She wants to leave and live the air around her...
