Ink splattered
Black blood spilt over a million distant pages
Dreams shattered
A million shards pierce a golden reflection
Fiery water
Falls in an arch to the weak floor
Stars quiver
A ghost of temptation opens the door.
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in the wake of light, your words bring me more(please, do leave your fingerprints behind, so I may relish the image of our hands after you go.)
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in the wake of light, your words bring me more(please, do leave your fingerprints behind, so I may relish the image of our hands after you go.)