frail was pining for the past.
he drank himself into nihility.
she was in oblivion.
- Isha
frail, yet powerful.
twinges of sorrow never cease throwing arrows.
enlightened souls could feel the dark.
he had blinded her to everything but him.
her breath found an abode in his heart.
twinges of sorrow never cease throwing arrows.
enlightened souls could feel the dark.
he had blinded her to everything but him.
her breath found an abode in his heart.
not having a second chance in hell of having each other,
they found comfort in the drops of pain.
they found comfort in the drops of pain.
he drank himself into nihility.
she was in oblivion.
- Isha
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