Stop and hold your breath, rewrite longing on my chest, dreams carved in stillness.
You, the ink, my final draft
a script where love writes itself.
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 3:44 AM UTC
Stop and hold your breath, rewrite longing on my chest, dreams carved in stillness.
You, the ink, my final draft
a script where love writes itself.
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