Crimson Love - Penumbra

My eyes are eclipsed,
Partial darkness has rested within my eyes,
I see remnants of flecks of glorious light,
Yet darkness hath shrouded such weakness,
Igonimies of crimson, abundant are they?
A Penumbra of somber dignity shant come
from my forever dying lips,
The infamy that is Crimson,
remains shrouded in its very own
penumbra of dusty light.

Crimson Love

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