Crimson Sky



As I spilled the crimson petals,
The air around me, began to fill with it's fragrance.
And as the sun began to set,
It's rays painted the sky in diff shades of colours.
But the sunset that I created,
Covered my heart with darkness
& Painted my hands red.

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