Red Line.

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2 min readMar 25, 2024

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If you cross that line, there will be no way back.

You are my blooming jasmine,
The epitome of the sacred divine.

The poison disguised in heavenโ€™s sovereign,

Intruding your palatine,
I want to crush your beauty in my canine.

โ€œI want to have you under my possession.โ€

Crossing the line, I walked inside the abyss.

Inhaling your scent,
Sword stabbed right through my throat.
You are the death of my ghost.

Engrave that scream into my lungs,
As I keep holding you so you wonโ€™t ever run.

โ€œHave you seen the stars? Iโ€™m taking you to the sky.โ€

Your gaze clouded with
the glimmering lights,

While I keep touching you

in between the headlights.

I will paint your mind red.

Red.

Red.

And red.

We are dancing on the red line.

โ€œIโ€™m gonna fuck your mind within each breath you take.โ€

May you see the heaven

as we reached the end

of this sinful act,
a desire within the unholy chaos.

Put on a leash on me,
You might as well destroy me.

Your existence is the grave crime.

Iโ€™m a criminal who stole you from your sanctuary.
Tainting your virtuous dignity.

There are no more sacred bloom on your petals.

All red. Red.

I painted you red.

My blooming jasmine is now coloured with red.

โ€” written by arcticbydawn.

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