This is a rhyming Swap Quatrain
Candles flicker behind a rice screen,
a lovers touch is felt at fifteen
a wednesday night drowned in liquor,
behind a rice screen candles flicker.
A painted face screams for mercy,
her guilty tears break through the levee
staining her wrists crimson as she dreams,
for mercy a painted face screams.
She opens dying eyes to another day
her silken skinned body in disarray
a simplified mind remembers the lies,
to another day she opens dying eyes.
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