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• Bizarre —— “rumblings furnish”
catastrophic recounts of demise
Harming! : a chromatic imprint in
paranoid psyche. | @bxeruang
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babai 👋 tengoil thanks ka j


mowning smuaa


Kirimkan aku pesan anonimus:




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          When the last traces of twilight
          turn into the night’s tight grasp
          and the last hints of light fade
          away along with twilight. ☀️🦋

📖 SORROWFUL, notes of fathomless emptiness ring in contralto of lost and heavy ghosts, wandering without substrate beneath the waning crescent.
“悲哀” —— ( SOLD-USERNAME! )

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       (OBSCURE) ⏳ THE BEST TERM THAT
      
🇺🇦FITS THIS HALL THAT’S SOMEHOW
       SHROUDED WITH ::
🍷 ETERNAL FOG.

                 In the absence of traffic and
                 reptiles interfering with space,
                 the atmosphere can be tranquil,
                 yet it’s quite disconcerting.

     II. DIMMED——HAVEN 🔓
     This is an imaginative black hole;
     however, tiny light, a chance to take
     a look at @ulcename’s soul, is given.

🦶 THIS EXISTENCE, of our darkness signals a brief glimpse of light in otherwise unmapped waters of journey, but swiftly overshadowed by a repetitive power main shadow.

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( 📖 : ⌚️ ) …”In the depth where time itself has stopped, the shepherds of oblivion weave their underground tapestry.” Apathy and failure, characterize its few strands with the lines of depression and nothingness that are enveloped in hopelessness as much as they are complex as the darkness of hopelessness.

      🗯 “黑暗 —— […] USERNAME” They
      murmur cryptic philters along with
      the resonance that creates the spirits
      of undisclosed in the stinking draft.

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                         • @bxeruang
                         • @saebijeoeng
 
( 因而, AS NIGHTENGLE FADES AND TIME. )
📹 : slips away into the vast unknown, dreams
envelop the morrow into mystery. In the tiple of
despair, the ashen spirits of the damned linger;
within the eyeballs of the damned is the reflection
of disappeared brightness.

But they are, in the dark, the memories of what
once dwell but still shine in the constant sorrow.

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     🦋 “@CHANNEL, 丧葬 — MARCH”
     
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       At the time  when  the  dark  part  and
       the light of the sky are interconnected
       and the things that  are  barely  visible
       lose their luminosity, the orchestration
       of the night veil sings melancholiously.

                              🌝 “MOURNFUL HYMNS
                                DECRESCENT :: NIGHT.”

                  Ghosts aimless and melancholic
                  sing a dirge in the fabric of space
                  created by the darkness of extent.

They maneuver around under the light of the setting moon, which is fading away; they script on the tan of the sky the sorrow of those stars that have died.

          (1/6) • CRIMSON VEIL. 深渊
          At midnight, the sick breath of the
          earth moans painfully to perform
          a sad funeral march in darkness.

Each vowel is a murmur that echoes in the lonely wasteland of the deserted and in the lost goals that wander there like spirits. Here, the red color of sorrow throws its red drapery over the white bones of the happy feelings that were before supreme.

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