Angel's Trumpet
Can you hear it - The melodious enslaving sound of the trumpet drawing you in with audaciously delicious promises? Do you see it – The delicate, soft peach petals crafted to perfection enticing you to stretch forth your fingers and caress it? Don’t you know it – That lethal poison courses through its emerald veins and is waiting to trap you? Yes, you know it – And yet, still you draw it to your lips and breathe in it’s deceptively sweet scent. Was it worth it – As your strength quickly fades, your mouth runs dry and you feel your feverish heart beat briskly? Do you regret it – Grabbing death by the face for just that single moment of satisfaction? Now you’ve done it – The cold hands of darkness clasp around your neck and pull you under.
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