“Once I considered you a friend, But then you said that things were going to be fine when all that ever was were waves of death leaving no air to breathe. Once I considered you a lover, But then you promised to come back although you saw the path connecting us on fire. And IContinue reading “Tale about losing you”
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I love you, but my skin won’t last.
She sees you throuhg eyes searching for the smile of the skull. They search for the core and they tear things down. She does not see houses but steel withstanding while walls collapse. She does not see people but skin decaying and bones revealed. She rests her head on where your shoulder is supposed toContinue reading “I love you, but my skin won’t last.”
About these days of darkness
„We will find a way“needs the earth beneath our feetnot to burnnot to be torn apartbut to flourishto let the pathwhich we could hope alonggrow. „These were the darkest days that I have ever witnessed“, I am telling my witch.
Mistress witch writes 