Blood and Gold
- NightFlame
- Aug 25, 2024
- 1 min read
The shadow beckons.
Who said loves comes with ease?
It is time to string along the savory red beads.
Who knew how beautiful are the riches that come in crimson?
I learn the lesson
That comes from depression,
But the gems I draw are my only peace
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