Under the red moon
I started a story
with a tight embrace
fighting against my will
That smile made me afraid
I thought I was in control
the smoldering glare
shred my helpless disguise
My face went pale with fear
masked by the glow of the moon
and in the darkness
my true colors were revealed
We stared at each other
moving closer and closer
I saw a glint of crimson in her eyes
I was not afraid anymore
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