October 19, 2019 tendrils of smoke adorn the nighttime skystarlight whispering of its secret desire while the sliver of moon beckons meI am becoming fireburning down my dreamlike longings with sadnesslistening to the sizzle of embers deconstructing me Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels micropoetry 🇬🇧 Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments
December 01, 2021 whispered to the stars ✨ countless names, -yet all the same the ones we loved the ones we lost once upon a time remembered, but forgotten they'll remain always always the same Read more
Dead languages February 10, 2019 elderly woman listening to dead languages distant sounds in her mind she answers the ghosts of the past Read more
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