contalasa
@contalasa
Shadows jittered like marionettes on canyon walls, strings jerked by sunset’s molten fists. Darkness rehearsed its script, ready to debut when curtains of gold fell.
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MckennaHahn456
@mckennahahn456
Your lines tattooed light syllables under my heartbeat.
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contalasa
@contalasa
True! If silence painted, it would paint like this.
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