☾𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷࿐⋆

death will NOT do us part. move ur ass over I'm getting in the coffin too.

sweet fallen angel, let me help you patch up your plucked bleeding wings...you poor thing, passed out from the blood loss. oh you're waking up — why am i tying you up...? to keep proper posture of course, your beautiful wings seem so heavy...

now don't go anywhere, while i get you something to eat.

thinking about you all day ,, from the moment i wake to the moment i sleep. i don't need to have other thoughts because you are all that matters to me >///<

tethered to light’s absence,

not to be led by, to yearn abject freedoms

but to feel

for i melt in you

we are stitched together by other’s thread,

   silken or tawdry, cotton or synthetic, linen or frail

lave fingertips over familiar string, incisions and their stitches, which imbue a patterned menagerie rested on skin inlaid by adoration

for we are a domicile of emotion, a museum of recognition

and you, my mausoleum of frayed embroidery, torn from those past; a rejection of the other / you fragment at the seams, bleeding empty and without form

for we are nothing without love

convalesce, i will sew you together

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It strikes me far into my core

The way you make my heart seize