Oops...! from Haunted Painting by Sad13

Lucky for me, I’m spent. Can’t overdraw a kick to the head. You may have a case, you sure know it. Just let me be one-hit-wondrous and fight no more forever. Blood red suits me better when it’s bandaged up.

What a dream when you float out of sight, dragging the haze that cloaks the morning to normalize the night. What a scream, you come back to me. Hiding in plain sight under spotlight, fixture of your fantasy.

Place your gamble on a string. What you love, you’ll renounce for any gain. Oops…! I stopped doing it. It used to cost me so much to acquiesce.

What a dream when you float out of sight, dragging the haze that cloaks the morning to normalize the night. What a scream, you sanitize me. Crouching in congress with the vampires, that’s where I aspire to be.

The profiteer’s on stake out, crying off their makeup: an obvious ploy. Portrait of a songster: young hussy crossed with cuddle core, 10,000% out for blood.

What a dream when you float out of sight, dragging the haze that cloaks the morning to decimate my life. (Lucky for me, I’m spent. It’s just another kick in the head.) What a scream, you’re coming for me! Waiting in plain sight under spotlight, what did you expect from me?

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