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November 16, 2023 at 6:59 AM
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Darkness and candles, breath is the blood of night Making it rosy, making it feel alive. Moon is so silver. Stars are so far, so near. Tell me, what’s left here? Shuttering, silence, fear. Touch that is milder or, should have been, — not right. Why is it painful, feeling your pain tonight? Memories more awake than the bloom in May, — I wish that they were dead, never lived a day. I in illusion lose my pearl crown and head, Leaving them both to you like a bloody thread. Thread that will always fingers and hands connect. Wrecked is the present, destiny isn’t wrecked. Scream killing every cell doesn’t hurt at all. Rivers of tears are flooding within your soul. Knowing the truth. Dreaming about lie. Why do I make mistakes for the second time?
