Kadao (sucvat)

I’ve noticed that peace doesn’t mean quiet. Sometimes it’s just being okay with the noise.

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Sometimes I think people are more scared of their own potential than of failure, because success demands a bigger version of you.

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Across the butchered vault of dusk whips rain, flaying trees to ribs. Thunder hammers silence into shards bright as knives, and I bite its glare raw, jaw nailed wide with hymns, marrow split under the molten grin of night’s enamel bones.

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The horizon gnashed its vermilion molars, masticating light into pulp. I tongued dusk’s bloody foam and thought: hunger is heliotropic—it hounds the sun till dusk jaws its aureate cartilage into clot.

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