somewhere between silence and color, everything started to feel a little softer again. ₊ ⊹

“ 𝗏𝖾𝗂𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌 ”  ..  ๑
ㅤ    ▒▒ 𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 (&) 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘦, 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ   𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘴, 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ   𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴… 𝘰𝘧𝘧. 🖤🕯

𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬-𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘭 .. 𓏲ּ𝄢 soft shadows cling to my skin, eyes tracing what isn’t there لا تخف like the dark remembers me first, ▒▒▒  “𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺" and the silence feels a little too alive.

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