Hour 4: Post 4: The Temptress

She walks by in midnight attire
Blood curdling red like wine
Veins pulsating with every breath
Every step further into the darkness
Her voice cried out a howl
Unlike anything I have ever heard
In an instant she was my madness
She was my poison
I was forever under her spell

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