ㅤ ㅤ𐙚 ۫ ׅ 🐦‍🔥 poetry , —記赤 |
a whisper in the crimson sky that
flickers above a restless moon,
barely held by the night that refuses
to be forgotten ⓘ ( 00.00 )

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♡ 🥀 𐨿 life—ashes ‣ the world drips in quiet ache, with red lanterns burning low (HEART-TRACES) 🗞️ 𝃲 in every hollow street, chasing fragments of something once warm. if only, time could bleed backwards. ⟆ .. text 🐈‍⬛️ . the stains never fade, only soften:into dusk.com +⠀ I wonder. does it heal? does it stay? ˚ 📖 𐙚 .. the pages feel heavier now, inked with 1001 untold confessions “ I don’t know when I’ll dare to read them.

　　　　°. ☆ crimson night murmurs
　　　secrets, red moonlight spills on
　　 　shadows, pulses echo in
　　　twilight. ୨⊹ ֹ love’s sharp breeze
　　 　carries whispers turning to

　embers 🥀. (‘dusk bleeds the sky‘)
　stars flicker warnings silence lingers
　love’s voice 𓈒 ೀ˚ in scarlet hush dreams
　fracture slowly words carved forever.⁴³ ♥️ ݁˖
　moments stain softly heart’s ache
　whispers become something heavier

　　　　night love burns low ✉️ ₊
　　　➴︵ emotions spill like ink
　　 　love’s echo stays in every
　　　breath a memory half-broken
　　　lingering softly in a restless soul 𓊇 ۫ ׅ ⟲
　　　　ⓘ ‘⅋── • t.me/mablge ♡”

──── ⋆⋅ 诗人 ’ ♥️ a crimson breeze slipped past their lips, tracing warmth through the cold hush of twilight. there stood the poet who bled their verses into silence
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ㅤ│ stitch line by line through
ㅤ│ dripping scarlet ink trails
ㅤ│ beneath a dim red moon
ㅤ│ staining quiet pages
ㅤ│ like a hidden wound
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★ ˳ ׁ 🧷 ≻ their deep red coat flickered against the fading light, standing still among bare branches and falling petals. fingers brushed a velvet ribbon loosely tied, before resting against a stack of worn poetry books. a silver pen scratched softly across the page, capturing fragments of restless thoughts, each word echoing something unspoken. crimson verses ⓘ “echo of quiet ruin.” 🖋

❁ .. vermilion-drift 𑣿 dusk, bleeding stanzas lingering slow &. restless desire — dissolving into shadows that refuse to fade!