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@throatholds
Immortal and accursed ancient collection of bats, existing within many realms, thriving on bloodlust and hopeless romance with a slice of delicious daggers.
Begging, pleading. Certainty, bleeding. The stars give no light, Just whispers at night. Longing for more, A wide-open door. Eyes that will see, Ears hearing me. Hands that still care, Though burdened and bare; They hold the blade, With grace, unafraid.
Salt on my skin. His hand in my hair. The ocean, our witness.
Breath like shallow tide. Against the mast. Tangled in the ropes.
There is nothing more intimate than being read correctly.
THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA (2004)
good morning to all the girls who steal flowers and wear them in their hair.
I feel like a lot of my problems would be solved if I had a dragon.
Maybe weโre just two trees watching the clouds pass as we gently lean in to one another and touch roots where no one can see