The wind whistling through my ears,
I hear the rain write her love story on the dried Earth.
Emptiness fills my hands and time stopped at 12 o'clock.
I could cry without a reason, but this time I didn't try.

I wish to lay on this barren field as the snow slowly hugs me tight,
My tears will freeze and I'll close my eyes with a smile.
Lost will be my name from this cursed land.
Oh love, please grow beautiful flowers over my ugly corpse.

ꆰ꒤ꄲ꓄ꏂ : "𝑰 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕."

~ © ᗪꫀꫀ 💙
(26th August, 2024)

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