The stars that once graced the nights,
Now seemed lifeless and forgotten;
For my hands stained with crimson,
Dripped with the imperceptible reverie
Of long gone, triumphant feelings.
Mar 29, 2025
Mar 29, 2025 at 8:34 PM UTC
The stars that once graced the nights,
Now seemed lifeless and forgotten;
For my hands stained with crimson,
Dripped with the imperceptible reverie
Of long gone, triumphant feelings.
Hands covered in stardust.
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