Fan's Whispers
Blades spin silently,
slicing through the heavy air,
like thoughts that whirl in restless despair,
each rotation a reminder of forgotten warmth,
each pause a moment too heavy to bear.
Shadows stretch across the walls,
echoing the emptiness of a heart laid...
slicing through the heavy air,
like thoughts that whirl in restless despair,
each rotation a reminder of forgotten warmth,
each pause a moment too heavy to bear.
Shadows stretch across the walls,
echoing the emptiness of a heart laid...