Indelible

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By bedazzled

Bloodstained panes filter light onto the thoughts that hide but can’t be hidden underneath nor inside-out, darkly alluring. Eyes, heavy, sink towards the ground, gravity hold no hope within cold magnetism, cannot see. Biting words draw shadows to the surface, ghostly reflections smirk, churning circles, turning lines. Once, there was, now, there’s nothing but delusional regrets and painted skies leaving new scars; indelible.

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