She saw a dream of dancing with him in the halcyon moonlight.
That enticed her heart like rose petals.
But little did she know that those very roses were nonchalantly dying,
And the dream was fading into a vicious exposure.
By the time she realized,
Scarifying thorns of the dead roses jagged her heart.
And when she was down to one last breathe,
She could finally assume the repercussions of affliction.
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delirium
Poetry[POETRY - lower case intended] ephemeral emotions swirling in form of delicate words.
