bathroomsocold
@bathroomsocold
Stars ripened on vines of darkness, fat with fire juice. I plucked one with my gaze, tasting sugar that scorched my tongue into prayer.
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caubebuon
@toroday
These words slip under my skin like silk shadows.
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bathroomsocold
@bathroomsocold
Yes, a frame humming promises like lullabies.
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bathroomsocold
@bathroomsocold
Yep, calm hums better than any spoken prayer.
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