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Hello darkness, my old friend I've come 2 talk 2 U again. Because of a vision softly creeping. Left its seed while I was sleeping.

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Maude Frome (@frome_maude) 's Twitter Profile Photo

A barn owl is known as a Death Owl & is often a guide of souls after death. This 1863 painting features another symbol of the Underworld, a pomegranate tree, & was probably created in memory of Lizzie Siddal, who had died the previous year. #FairyTaleTuesday #LegendaryWednesday

A barn owl is known as a Death Owl & is often a guide of souls after death. This 1863 painting features another symbol of the Underworld, a pomegranate tree, & was probably created in memory of Lizzie Siddal, who had died the previous year. #FairyTaleTuesday #LegendaryWednesday
KJCole 🇨🇦 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 ♏️ 🦂 (@thumbelinakim1) 's Twitter Profile Photo

She doesn't play nice She sets the rules and breaks them too There's a caution that always creeps He loves her but, He finds her a confusing mess A yielding heart she won't claim She lets the waiting hearts remain She has a smile you can't ignore~ It took away his self control

She doesn't play nice
She sets the rules and breaks them too
There's a caution that always creeps
He loves her but,
He finds her a confusing mess
A yielding heart she won't claim
She lets the waiting hearts remain
She has a smile you can't ignore~
It took away his self control
Professor Fox🦊🖤 (@darkxfer) 's Twitter Profile Photo

this affair of the heart consumes our souls penumbral #orbital sacred sensual redeemed from brokenness we relish the mess that makes us perfect for each other #vss365

Flame of Firedrake (@firedrakefervid) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Is death Mourning My love For you Or has it already Laid its own Foundation Of never-life In truth I stand unsure Unsure because My feet are unwilling To tread This path One I sense inconstant One where I am Only Ever-always Liable to fall Into an abyss Of endless no light

Chris (@c391990) 's Twitter Profile Photo

She fits like I always knew she would. Chest to palm. Hip to hand. I don't hold her gently, gently is for men who aren't sure. I'm sure. I pull her closer because close isn't close enough. There's a distance that exists even between bodies pressed together.

She fits
like I always knew
she would.
Chest to palm. 
Hip to hand.
I don't hold her gently,
gently is for men
who aren't sure.
I'm sure.
I pull her closer
because close
isn't close enough.
There's a distance
that exists
even between bodies 
pressed together.
Chris (@c391990) 's Twitter Profile Photo

You imagined me there, but if i were, you wouldn't be thinking. My hands would hold you still, my breath slow against your skin, my voice low enough to undo you. One word from me close to your ear and you'd remember exactly who's in control.

You imagined me there,
but if i were, 
you wouldn't be thinking.
My hands
would hold you still,
my breath 
slow against your skin,
my voice 
low enough to undo you.
One word from me
close to your ear
and you'd remember
exactly
who's in control.