Some try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke, I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you
I'm not broke, I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you
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BENEATH THE HUSH OF EVERGREEN GLADES AND DUSKED PETALS OF FORGOTTEN SPELLS.
MYTH. / MOURN. / MEMORY.
(28, for the Wishes) πͺ½ ΰ«α Λ ΰ₯±
In the midst of the violet-hued canopy, where once-forgotten wings brush the dusk, lies a cradle of reveries. Place where myths breathe again, and lost names return in shimmered echo. Season graced in thunderous heartbeat of unity. Through realms bound by trust and star-forged vows, the ache of mourning turns to melody.
Family reborn constellation, keepsake a moment threaded in gentle rebellion: @EXILEROLE. May your wings mend and soar in eternityβs favor, in bonds unbroken and skies unclouded forevermore.
Where fairies slumber,
@Dewmourne bleed stardust.
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BENEATH THE HUSH OF EVERGREEN GLADES AND DUSKED PETALS OF FORGOTTEN SPELLS.
MYTH. / MOURN. / MEMORY.
(28, for the Wishes) πͺ½ ΰ«α Λ ΰ₯±
In the midst of the violet-hued canopy, where once-forgotten wings brush the dusk, lies a cradle of reveries. Place where myths breathe again, and lost names return in shimmered echo. Season graced in thunderous heartbeat of unity. Through realms bound by trust and star-forged vows, the ache of mourning turns to melody.
Family reborn constellation, keepsake a moment threaded in gentle rebellion: @EXILEROLE. May your wings mend and soar in eternityβs favor, in bonds unbroken and skies unclouded forevermore.
Where fairies slumber,
@Dewmourne bleed stardust.
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BENEATH THE HUSH OF EVERGREEN GLADES AND DUSKED PETALS OF FORGOTTEN SPELLS.
MYTH. / MOURN. / MEMORY.
(29, for the Wishes) πͺ½ ΰ«α Λ ΰ₯±
In the midst of the violet-hued canopy, where once-forgotten wings brush the dusk, lies a cradle of reveries. Place where myths breathe again, and lost names return in shimmered echo. Season graced in thunderous heartbeat of unity. Through realms bound by trust and star-forged vows, the ache of mourning turns to melody.
Family reborn constellation, keepsake a moment threaded in gentle rebellion: @TheVansents & @theellsword May your wings mend and soar in eternityβs favor, in bonds unbroken and skies unclouded forevermore.
Where fairies slumber,
@Dewmourne bleed stardust.
BENEATH THE HUSH OF EVERGREEN GLADES AND DUSKED PETALS OF FORGOTTEN SPELLS.
MYTH. / MOURN. / MEMORY.
(29, for the Wishes) πͺ½ ΰ«α Λ ΰ₯±
In the midst of the violet-hued canopy, where once-forgotten wings brush the dusk, lies a cradle of reveries. Place where myths breathe again, and lost names return in shimmered echo. Season graced in thunderous heartbeat of unity. Through realms bound by trust and star-forged vows, the ache of mourning turns to melody.
Family reborn constellation, keepsake a moment threaded in gentle rebellion: @TheVansents & @theellsword May your wings mend and soar in eternityβs favor, in bonds unbroken and skies unclouded forevermore.
Where fairies slumber,
@Dewmourne bleed stardust.
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Forwarded from ILLIT VENTURE.
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