Forwarded from Lisora Brair.
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Youth is the first season of a romance that doesn't quite understand how to survive, but always believes that everything can be fought for. (&) Back then, hearts were light with hope that blossomed as surely as the first rain touched dry ground.
(However, First Love Rarely Promises Eternity.) There was a time when the distance began to be felt even though the steps were still parallel. Separation comes unannounced like a wind that suddenly changes direction. / But time in all its wisdom lets the wounds heal slowly. "There is good in a goodbye... Even if it's harder to accept at first." For from every sundering, a fragment of our essence fortifies, grows sagacious, and stands ever more primed to cherish with greater profundity in the morrow.
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AND FROM THERE, THE LUCUBRATION BURGEONED: Not Everything That Culminates Is A Bereavement. 🫀🗝️ "@Lseesol, Sinking."Youth is the first season of a romance that doesn't quite understand how to survive, but always believes that everything can be fought for. (&) Back then, hearts were light with hope that blossomed as surely as the first rain touched dry ground.
(However, First Love Rarely Promises Eternity.) There was a time when the distance began to be felt even though the steps were still parallel. Separation comes unannounced like a wind that suddenly changes direction. / But time in all its wisdom lets the wounds heal slowly. "There is good in a goodbye... Even if it's harder to accept at first." For from every sundering, a fragment of our essence fortifies, grows sagacious, and stands ever more primed to cherish with greater profundity in the morrow.
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Forwarded from Angel.
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ㅤ(15, @JUNGAIN.) You taught me how to bite, yet cursed me as the bearer of sin. I punish myself at your altar of hubris—bent over, as if I could pray my way into heaven. Sure bet. But like the Messiah, the son of a carpenter, I am crucified upon your wooden cross hung in the sugar-coated ruin of a household consumed by rage. The blemishes I bore to death marked me into my own house, for ages. I lay bare within your ribs, burning out over you as you licked my filthy tears. Thus I held you in my arms as you grieved, I was your heart-holder more than I was my own. 🪼🕯️
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ㅤ(15, @JUNGAIN.) You taught me how to bite, yet cursed me as the bearer of sin. I punish myself at your altar of hubris—bent over, as if I could pray my way into heaven. Sure bet. But like the Messiah, the son of a carpenter, I am crucified upon your wooden cross hung in the sugar-coated ruin of a household consumed by rage. The blemishes I bore to death marked me into my own house, for ages. I lay bare within your ribs, burning out over you as you licked my filthy tears. Thus I held you in my arms as you grieved, I was your heart-holder more than I was my own. 🪼🕯️
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Forwarded from CASTORICE.
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ㅤㅤㅤMY HEART DISTORTED.
ㅤㅤㅤLONG FOR DAYDREAM,
ㅤㅤㅤSHALL WE REUNITE NOW?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“have you ever tasted the sweet demise?”
woe started to devour me, yet i am still holding my heart’s debris—collecting it as if it’s a gemstone, a lapis lazuli. this perpetual paranoia suffers me, i’m screaming for help, longing for tranquility, and hoping this is my last lament. alas, my soul started rotting like the rust on your bed, i tried to chase my own shadow until my legs gave out; escorting me to the imaginarium abyss. i was gasping for air, tears started to stream down my face. i can see my foe on the gate of reverie, “our rendezvous is inadvertent, your eunoia is blinding; got the memories about our bad omens dissolve, O’ pathstrider, @hsaerin.” they murmur. universe, please tell me, is it gonna be the end of me? 🫀🔪
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ㅤㅤㅤMY HEART DISTORTED.
ㅤㅤㅤLONG FOR DAYDREAM,
ㅤㅤㅤSHALL WE REUNITE NOW?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“have you ever tasted the sweet demise?”
woe started to devour me, yet i am still holding my heart’s debris—collecting it as if it’s a gemstone, a lapis lazuli. this perpetual paranoia suffers me, i’m screaming for help, longing for tranquility, and hoping this is my last lament. alas, my soul started rotting like the rust on your bed, i tried to chase my own shadow until my legs gave out; escorting me to the imaginarium abyss. i was gasping for air, tears started to stream down my face. i can see my foe on the gate of reverie, “our rendezvous is inadvertent, your eunoia is blinding; got the memories about our bad omens dissolve, O’ pathstrider, @hsaerin.” they murmur. universe, please tell me, is it gonna be the end of me? 🫀🔪
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Forwarded from Pablo
Let my bones be swallowed by the earth, let the moss reclaim me, perhaps in surrender, I will learn to bloom again. I call into the hush, searching for a presence, a warmth, a whisper that says, I see you. Will you answer? In the hush where reveries sleep, let the night bear witness to what we find.
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FENRIR.
Lowkey Loud, Highkey Proud.
Forwarded from EDENZYER, W.
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SYMMETRICAL OVERBEARING DILEMMA, a hunter's true desire. @DEPUTTY: miscellaneous/ 🫀)
Leaving the lamented scenery behind, selfishness runs through my bloodstream vigorously. Pity nowadays runs scarcely, the skyline mocking those who aren't deserving of warmth with its ichor crimson hues. Constellations of misery spells in the depths of the abyss you carry, redemption of your sins illustrated on your lips. The consonants of hopelessness slip your lips with a smile plastered, I only managed a sadistic puff of addiction back. Your eternity is for me to tamper with, bloodshots fire through the piercing silence. "
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SYMMETRICAL OVERBEARING DILEMMA, a hunter's true desire. @DEPUTTY: miscellaneous/ 🫀)
Leaving the lamented scenery behind, selfishness runs through my bloodstream vigorously. Pity nowadays runs scarcely, the skyline mocking those who aren't deserving of warmth with its ichor crimson hues. Constellations of misery spells in the depths of the abyss you carry, redemption of your sins illustrated on your lips. The consonants of hopelessness slip your lips with a smile plastered, I only managed a sadistic puff of addiction back. Your eternity is for me to tamper with, bloodshots fire through the piercing silence. "
Camellias don't cry." My calloused digits graze against your tainted porcelain skin. Don't sink further, mon ange.ㅤ
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Forwarded from sze.
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the fleeting warmth of yesterday’s glow. (20) the echoes stretched far, yet never quite reaching: @Wgony.
i tread the paths where love once bloomed, tracing the softness of what time has left behind. the night does not forget .. it carries whispers in the hush of the wind, stirring embers of a warmth that no longer burns.
“I don’t need a reason to keep on dreamin’ that we don’t lose, yeah, what’s the use?” yet love, like moonlight, is both here and not—beautiful, untouchable, & gone. absence presses against the hollows of my ribs, lingering like an unfinished song.
quiet lament that lingers in the air. th moonlight stretched thin, reaching for what no longer remains-lose.
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the fleeting warmth of yesterday’s glow. (20) the echoes stretched far, yet never quite reaching: @Wgony.
i tread the paths where love once bloomed, tracing the softness of what time has left behind. the night does not forget .. it carries whispers in the hush of the wind, stirring embers of a warmth that no longer burns.
“I don’t need a reason to keep on dreamin’ that we don’t lose, yeah, what’s the use?” yet love, like moonlight, is both here and not—beautiful, untouchable, & gone. absence presses against the hollows of my ribs, lingering like an unfinished song.
quiet lament that lingers in the air. th moonlight stretched thin, reaching for what no longer remains-lose.
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Forwarded from flairys mirielle.
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Forwarded from Stephen Willems.
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“The worthless melancholia-contains the calamity that’s believed forgive the solicitation of guarantee.”
EXCESSIVE INVOLVING COMMON SENSE SWIMMER CHAOTIC FERTILIZATION CURRENTS SHARE THE SAME: 🫀 predetermination pile arrogant coastline meet their end nightmare unfortunately become inevitable reality then listen the command terrorist fork that burdens and conclude feeding them triumph over consumption throughout mournful judgment, angel in the mother’s groan so holy siding people sadness roaring covering downhearted habit pair signs attachment hellish land caught snare shadows breathing cursed nightmares wild route seekers longings less thinking intact but fragile further request for misery last forever affected by the oath.
Lonesome hymn @Yupnho departure everywhere investigating the percentage of strange hombre in courtyard.
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“The worthless melancholia-contains the calamity that’s believed forgive the solicitation of guarantee.”
EXCESSIVE INVOLVING COMMON SENSE SWIMMER CHAOTIC FERTILIZATION CURRENTS SHARE THE SAME: 🫀 predetermination pile arrogant coastline meet their end nightmare unfortunately become inevitable reality then listen the command terrorist fork that burdens and conclude feeding them triumph over consumption throughout mournful judgment, angel in the mother’s groan so holy siding people sadness roaring covering downhearted habit pair signs attachment hellish land caught snare shadows breathing cursed nightmares wild route seekers longings less thinking intact but fragile further request for misery last forever affected by the oath.
Lonesome hymn @Yupnho departure everywhere investigating the percentage of strange hombre in courtyard.
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Forwarded from SEIKO.
CERULEAN ANAMNESIS MEETS THE OSSIFIED DYLL: (“Seraphic Sanctimony!”) & Coterie.
The ceraceous pallor against gown stark to fragile reticule. I stir and it rustles beneath integument I strive to conceal, isn’t it a bit ticklish? To apparel diaphanous fractures this balmness feels like mendacious encomium. Accusation decidedly catch maquillage and wrought to emulate the sialic porcelain. Psittacine beau articulates frigid pulchritude of unapproachability.
Angel denominate echo vocables I’ve attempts to obliterate, animadversions flung like petrichor that leave impalpable contusions upon my persona: I espouse seraphic averment. Histrionic towards austere of conundrum that I’m not certain I shall ever elucidate ivory-bleeds and white aporetic.
@kkimstella Heart’s Tingle:
(Cradles Stern-Amity, 04th.) 🪽
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The ceraceous pallor against gown stark to fragile reticule. I stir and it rustles beneath integument I strive to conceal, isn’t it a bit ticklish? To apparel diaphanous fractures this balmness feels like mendacious encomium. Accusation decidedly catch maquillage and wrought to emulate the sialic porcelain. Psittacine beau articulates frigid pulchritude of unapproachability.
Angel denominate echo vocables I’ve attempts to obliterate, animadversions flung like petrichor that leave impalpable contusions upon my persona: I espouse seraphic averment. Histrionic towards austere of conundrum that I’m not certain I shall ever elucidate ivory-bleeds and white aporetic.
(Cradles Stern-Amity, 04th.) 🪽
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Forwarded from Marshall Austern.
Beneath the moon’s ethereal glow,
Passions bloom in the depths of woe. Forbidden glances, a stolen breath, in the embrace of love and death. 🫀
With every kiss, a bittersweet taste, a tempest brewed, no moment to waste. In the silence, their hearts collide, a tragic tale where shadows abide. Through twisted paths of fate they roam, they find their home. For in the darkness, love finds its light. Bound by chains of longing and pain, in this tempest, they shall remain. With whispered vows in the midnight air, two souls forever, a love laid bare.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ I, @MeingiHong, encourage you to initiate a conversation with me, are you intrigued?ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Passions bloom in the depths of woe. Forbidden glances, a stolen breath, in the embrace of love and death. 🫀
With every kiss, a bittersweet taste, a tempest brewed, no moment to waste. In the silence, their hearts collide, a tragic tale where shadows abide. Through twisted paths of fate they roam, they find their home. For in the darkness, love finds its light. Bound by chains of longing and pain, in this tempest, they shall remain. With whispered vows in the midnight air, two souls forever, a love laid bare.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ I, @MeingiHong, encourage you to initiate a conversation with me, are you intrigued?ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Forwarded from NINGNING
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ㅤㅤ “clouds are appearing above.”
coherent an impeccable that has all the jubilations exposed: it becomes a substance that is merely inestimable above each things in sphere, becomes a mesmeric that blooms at each paths. all thus silhouettes became a reinforcement that always accompanied itself: when the whole world hits and also embraced thus soul, astonishingly delightfully imagined all the merriments in the future junctures. “everything unfurls up admittance to blitheness!” ᨘ໑
𑣿ৎ the lands groaned, cheering as if they were about to heartening the forthcoming beatitude through the lattice that was about to be embraced: a prolonged-term camaraderie that was in every pathways dependent on the prosperity of the atmosphere. in each corner of the space of breath, immediately set aside a corner that holds miscellaneous bliss circumstances in each path that will be chartered, together to embrace immortal merriments! ˖
[PALMY: PORTRAITURED] @ningninl &. thus entire atmosphere holds fast a jolly lattice above the restless clouds that float like eternal delights.🤩 ⁕
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lapidate a genuine leisures! ㅤㅤ “clouds are appearing above.”
coherent an impeccable that has all the jubilations exposed: it becomes a substance that is merely inestimable above each things in sphere, becomes a mesmeric that blooms at each paths. all thus silhouettes became a reinforcement that always accompanied itself: when the whole world hits and also embraced thus soul, astonishingly delightfully imagined all the merriments in the future junctures. “everything unfurls up admittance to blitheness!” ᨘ໑
𑣿ৎ the lands groaned, cheering as if they were about to heartening the forthcoming beatitude through the lattice that was about to be embraced: a prolonged-term camaraderie that was in every pathways dependent on the prosperity of the atmosphere. in each corner of the space of breath, immediately set aside a corner that holds miscellaneous bliss circumstances in each path that will be chartered, together to embrace immortal merriments! ˖
[PALMY: PORTRAITURED] @ningninl &. thus entire atmosphere holds fast a jolly lattice above the restless clouds that float like eternal delights.
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Forwarded from NYSERIA’S MOON.
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ㅤㅤㅤⓘ LOYALTY DEFINE TRUE BROTHERHOOD
ㅤㅤㅤ𖥔 ⚠️🫀 BROTHERS IN PURPOSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤUNITED BY RESOLVE. ━━━━━
( `£ @Kyoungbaet.Embrace brotherhood.) Where strength and wisdom unite. Seek bonds rooted in respect, shared journeys, and unwavering loyalty. True camaraderie thrives through mutual understanding, honor, and resolve. Through challenges, forge connections that uplift, grounding each other in purpose. The pursuit of kinship is not bound by circumstances but by the alignment of minds and hearts. With every encounter, build a legacy of mutual empowerment, where trust and courage are the foundation, and every bond strengthens the essence of brotherhood.
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ㅤㅤㅤⓘ LOYALTY DEFINE TRUE BROTHERHOOD
ㅤㅤㅤ𖥔 ⚠️🫀 BROTHERS IN PURPOSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤUNITED BY RESOLVE. ━━━━━
( `£ @Kyoungbaet.
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Forwarded from KYREN’S STAR.
𐀶 @leevrora againts lustrous sunlight that salute morn, blends groovy melodious chirping of pigeons enclosed by wide (&.) azure sky wind whispers softly, ripples intimately; solicit the heart to step towards a new story 🪷.
“present majestic chance, lights of candles dance, accompanying nostalgic scent meagre edition heirloom stamps. heavy-handed dance underneath lincrusta, write stories in a beautifully arranged journal, every scratch is born from a calm soul.” ✉️
ㅏ࣭ whisper of the sky summon locate a soulmate, share words, convene a story [12/1] 🪷 tenderness approves every stroke, let the feelings flow without hesitation, word by word whisper softly, rolling like a twilight melody, touching soul deepest recesses. ♡ peace pirouette—circumspect, martyrdom ୨୧ framing meaning in unspeakable charm. ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎⊹
“present majestic chance, lights of candles dance, accompanying nostalgic scent meagre edition heirloom stamps. heavy-handed dance underneath lincrusta, write stories in a beautifully arranged journal, every scratch is born from a calm soul.” ✉️
ㅏ࣭ whisper of the sky summon locate a soulmate, share words, convene a story [12/1] 🪷 tenderness approves every stroke, let the feelings flow without hesitation, word by word whisper softly, rolling like a twilight melody, touching soul deepest recesses. ♡ peace pirouette—circumspect, martyrdom ୨୧ framing meaning in unspeakable charm. ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎⊹
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Forwarded from Sniper Sniper Sniper
Each place I reach brings something new, a chance to see more and wander through lands unknown.
When thou dost enter mine world, mayst thou find a place where truth doth grow, where walls fall and weakness is turned to strength. Let the space ’twixt us be one of learning, where we are not mere travelers, but co-authors in this tale we weave, a story that unfolds not quickly, but slowly, as we discover what we are meant to become together.
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Forwarded from Wifey Wifey Wifey
IN THE HUSH OF MIDNIGHT'S BREATH, WHERE ECHOES WANE AND SILENCE SEETHES / (18.) I wander ‘neath the weeping eaves, where sorrow carves its epitaph. / Oh, stranger veiled in dusk’s embrace, do you seek the ache I keep? / A requiem of fractured dreams, where souls entwine, yet never sleep. / The marrow hums in hollowed bones, a dirge of longing, raw, profound, Yet in this void where specters roam, might solace in your voice be found? / @HAERINKANG 🫀 Come, if you too have known the dark, where fractured hearts still dare to spark. A kindred ghost, a tethered shade—two phantoms forging fate unmade.
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Forwarded from white-pawed cat.
(&') AN CHERUB'S HEART SPLIT IN TWO CRADLES APPLE KISSED BY FATE.
do you hear the needle’s whisper
stitching through my porcelain blush?
you are chosen—my dolls rest in
your hands. bury their hollow
stares beneath withered roots
and let a friendship tree bloom
from the soulless mire… my
glassy eyes spill wounds, sinking
into the tide of timé. ✱
iii. peachy honey calls the cuddly warmth of blooms, hold my hand like a fizzy potion from @jdungwon’s wonder-book!
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Forwarded from white-tailed deer!
sparkle bobs daint é. comely around: ♡
⋅˚₊‧ merry trinket miao bambi cat 's! pudding cabin eepy :3 amigo pal
snappy pocket love mp.3 ice cream splashy. tictac collect tint 's (🍞🫙.) craft titchy star, cherubic toy 𓈒 ׂ 𖦹 saccharine plum whimsy tiny ♬. ◌
⋅˚₊‧ merry trinket miao bambi cat 's! pudding cabin eepy :3 amigo pal
snappy pocket love mp.3 ice cream splashy. tictac collect tint 's (🍞🫙.) craft titchy star, cherubic toy 𓈒 ׂ 𖦹 saccharine plum whimsy tiny ♬. ◌
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JASM NORTH.
I write devotion as Fyodor Dostoevsky, douse your chagrin.
Forwarded from morvile shore.
mottled hands upon a fluted goblet filled with peachstone sugared amidst a pithy nightjar’s croon, insufferable rippling hymeneals. lover languor glint: @cminju. 𑣿
hands that once traced the edges of dreams now rest, folded into time: love-notes keep their slumber while some of wispiest plumes ruffle the heather.
hushed as the fog-wrapped eve and trailing where the birch begins to bend, cradled where the light gives in to the dappled hush as some of the withered bloom & softened leaf breathe the scent of cedar. ashen palms upon a pewter ewer filled with mulled mirabelles steeped in a yawning balmy eve, brimmed votive left and everyone knows that your iris knotted while wreathing a tremulous psalm. “oh my blanche dainty hush, billet-doux in a waxen epistle, a willow solemnity lulls on the balustrade.”
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hands that once traced the edges of dreams now rest, folded into time: love-notes keep their slumber while some of wispiest plumes ruffle the heather.
hushed as the fog-wrapped eve and trailing where the birch begins to bend, cradled where the light gives in to the dappled hush as some of the withered bloom & softened leaf breathe the scent of cedar. ashen palms upon a pewter ewer filled with mulled mirabelles steeped in a yawning balmy eve, brimmed votive left and everyone knows that your iris knotted while wreathing a tremulous psalm. “oh my blanche dainty hush, billet-doux in a waxen epistle, a willow solemnity lulls on the balustrade.”
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Forwarded from Ivanka Blissia.
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(🫀) WHITHER HATH THY SHADOW WANDERED?
Mine own visage in the looking glass doth betray me, a stranger where once stood I (@GBMAJI). These eyes, hollowed by time’s cruel jest, seek yet fail to find the fire that once burned within. Tell me, thou wretch—whither hath thy shadow wandered? Dost thou linger in some forgotten past, where laughter rang clear and purpose held thee firm? Or hast thou fled to the murk of yesternight, where sorrow drapes itself like a heavy shroud? Answer me, lest I too be swallowed by the void thou hath left behind.
The night waxeth long,
and I am weary of chasing ghosts.
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(🫀) WHITHER HATH THY SHADOW WANDERED?
Mine own visage in the looking glass doth betray me, a stranger where once stood I (@GBMAJI). These eyes, hollowed by time’s cruel jest, seek yet fail to find the fire that once burned within. Tell me, thou wretch—whither hath thy shadow wandered? Dost thou linger in some forgotten past, where laughter rang clear and purpose held thee firm? Or hast thou fled to the murk of yesternight, where sorrow drapes itself like a heavy shroud? Answer me, lest I too be swallowed by the void thou hath left behind.
The night waxeth long,
and I am weary of chasing ghosts.
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Forwarded from Kaillena Avery.
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pain .. never truly gone! my ticker are faded ’⋆. 𐙚 ˚ my heart and my soul are beating. you are the poison.❜ for an eternity, i have been transfixed, pondering the essence of this most hideous entity. i am fated to personify the most abhorrent of hues. my profound revulsion grows with every fleeting moment, much like a hangman's noose encircling my neck, drawing tighter with each step i venture.
1999‘ ╱ my poet-myth are burn. “i, @Kariona tossed like a puppet!” i find myself once again beholding the diminutive maiden, whose countenance radiates an aura of unbridled joy, yet beset by an air of uncertainty regarding the destiny that fate has ordained for her.
‘flower of pitons! heavenly summer ♡.. (my deepth soul.) she remains utterly impervious to the opinions of others, her sole aspiration being to indulge in a life replete with felicity and unencumbered by the weight of external expectations.
burn in heaven
ink of my soul.
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pain .. never truly gone! my ticker are faded ’⋆. 𐙚 ˚ my heart and my soul are beating. you are the poison.❜ for an eternity, i have been transfixed, pondering the essence of this most hideous entity. i am fated to personify the most abhorrent of hues. my profound revulsion grows with every fleeting moment, much like a hangman's noose encircling my neck, drawing tighter with each step i venture.
1999‘ ╱ my poet-myth are burn. “i, @Kariona tossed like a puppet!” i find myself once again beholding the diminutive maiden, whose countenance radiates an aura of unbridled joy, yet beset by an air of uncertainty regarding the destiny that fate has ordained for her.
‘flower of pitons! heavenly summer ♡.. (my deepth soul.) she remains utterly impervious to the opinions of others, her sole aspiration being to indulge in a life replete with felicity and unencumbered by the weight of external expectations.
burn in heaven
ink of my soul.
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