This darkened spray and mist,
It has every right to exist.
And it guides my hand to write,
Blending beautifully with my light.
Black and white particles that interlace,
I come to release this perfection case.
Words by Sylva Rose ©
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 9:16 PM UTC
This darkened spray and mist,
It has every right to exist.
And it guides my hand to write,
Blending beautifully with my light.
Black and white particles that interlace,
I come to release this perfection case.
Words by Sylva Rose ©
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