Some nights I wonder if dreams whisper secrets to hearts adrift, igniting silent fires that guide weary souls toward dawn's tender embrace.
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Some nights I wonder if dreams whisper secrets to hearts adrift, igniting silent fires that guide weary souls toward dawn's tender embrace.
New Moon in Scorpio The Darkness will come for you.
November is the month of the Death Poets rejoice.
"PAINKILLERS"
She showed him her fangs;
Blood drenched they were;
She danced around the campfire;
Singing old witch tails;
She made him feel;
No more of the devil's pills;
No summer time chills;
For this love he could kill;
Heartbeat chilled;
The devil's deals;
Souls descending from hills;
No more pills.
What do I know
I don’t know anything. Tell me, were do I go? I know nothing at all; how do I breath in this smothering heat? I know nothing at all; how do I accept and love myself? I know nothing at all; how to be a good sister and daughter? I know nothing at all; how to find the right path? I know nothing at all; how to discover whom to love? I know nothing at all; how to find out how to grow if all I know is nothing at all?! How to survive in such a cruel world ruled by claws, if all I have is a small sensitive heart with vessels made of gold? How to be myself without turning into a failure? I don’t know, because all I know is nothing at all. -Tatiana Flores
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and here you are making magic. against all odds.
Michelle Nadine
https://www.instagram.com/master_of_the_universe_/
"Voice of You"
The voice of you is like a math now
which demands always a proof.
-दिनेश
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I'm in love. I really think Michael and Lang are made for each other. They both have their way with words that can hit every core of your being and it's just amazing. 🖤(I could actually believe that Michael Faudet is still just Lang Leav trying to create a new persona 🙊so that she can freely express her erotic writing skills. 🙄)
In the vast canvas of your mind, you wield dreams like colors, painting futures only you can imagine, with elegance and the courage of stars.