Boa

lifeless battlefieldsFold and unfold. Our sheets were cold this morning, and rain fell in our minds. Familiar buzzes echoed, and insects stole the sun. How gracious a morning it was, how beautiful a day it melted into.lifeless battlefields
Several hours passed upon the endless repetition of our words. It was hypnotic. The twisted tales of lost souls and lost hearts, and the fake tongues they harbour. Such fantasies, we thought; we thought they were all dead. Such dead fantasies.
Like grains you were very light; almost ghost like. Your movements kept away from my eyes and we thought you hadn't noticed that yet. Your hands were like pale snow, and they grazed
Neon Rain
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Hug the poring
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Buy a print to help me pay off my debts, please.
Luv ya
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