Your bruising grip, my breathless plea,
you're the storm that swallows me.
We do not bloom, we only fade,
and claim it's for devotion's sake.
A love that bleeds, worship that bites
we tear the canvas from those nights.
Too sharp to hold, too fierce to lose,
kiss the very scars you impose
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If anyone knows how to work the app, HELP ME, how do i make those prettyπ₯Ή




















