Axilin
@kaka22
Smoke kissed the mountains in black tongues, tasting sky like sin. And I thought: hunger licks ruin into sweetness—it sugars death in gray curls, tricking the air into craving its own choke.
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Hauems
@iphonx
Every hush clawed frost wounds deep in dusk.
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