I write to the warmth of wildfire in lonely nights, galaxies lighting the lifeless roads on sight and a fallen angel with a glimmer of darkest light." ~ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡᴏꜰᴍᴏᴏɴ
It's not the end until the end, she whispered and scribbled a few words...
Chaotic Chaos.
He was lost
in the dark whispers
of those eerie
melancholic nights.
[It's all about him.]
Will be posted on my blog. (Link in the inline comment!)
Link in bio too!
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