Rusted hurricanes settle on the floor
Whispering across rippled clouds
They color my eyes red
I'm haunted in this bed
Shadows on my skin
Stitched carefully , I breathe you in
Heart turns to smoke
Filling my empty room
Sun sets
Eyes turn black
She's bare , intentions left for her audition
I read the script
Handcuffed to eyes
That bring me in
Time nods her head
As I fall asleep again
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