(“shadow’s─whispered.”) words that bleed, timelikes cells. 𐚗
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(‘vii. whispered identity) made for those who talk with shadows. dark poetry, pain & piece of quite rage─where words don’t speak, they echo.
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00 .. DARKEST, EDINBURGH. ꢢ

❥ .. ⻩⻨ panoramic view of the beauty of the city where I was born and raised, city hustle and bustle, mail delivery 𔐼 goes back and forth, crowded vehicles adventurous ִ↺

   /      𐚈 :          beautiful  moon  that  lit  up  brightly  atmosphere

    in  the  midst  of  a  crowd  of  strangers,
     I  will  always  find  you  in  one  place.                                                                     
          LANES GROW NARROW | .. 🎥
                 (&“ WHERE..? ───II.
          LONGING        :      BREATHES 

  
                                                               
                                                          ...


                         Ash falls gently upon
                         cobblestone
catching
                         on collarbones like
                         forgotten vows.

   SHADOWS—WRITE EPILOGUES NO
       (..)       ONE “READS ALOUD..

                                                               
                                        •••                               


             (' You linger still? ')
              ('  I never left.    ')
  And yet.. within every fog : smeared
   pane, a question waits where your
                     shape once stood..?
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XXI ’&─── ['Wilted shadows linger
                        'neath..] the velvet
                       curve of each petal
                       lilies that bow not in
                       shyness, but sorrowful
                       grace.


             🖋              |     ••     |            🎥


               ’LACED IN | MONOCHROME’
               they murmur tales of
                once bloomed fervor now
                tethered to still stems, as
                though love too can forget
                its colour.
                                                           •••

ⓘ────🗝

                   

                  

              🂺 ...('CRIMSON ONCE DWELT')
                    once dwelt where now
                    pallor reigns beauty
                   subdued | ••• haunting in its
                    restraint
(“shadow’s─whispered.”) words that bleed, timelikes cells. 𐚗
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[REMEMBERING, our beloved nights]
e, Photograph———captured in our beloved camera📷

| .. taking a photo with numerous memories, not free from feelings of heavy longing, looking at the camera that records all our memories, I hope time can repeat itself and we can be together again with our memories.
ⓘ. est, Hugs from beloved moments (11/21 photo album pages filled with memories.)

| remembered my old-love
| while reading the love-letter
| you gave me that night in London
| I even remember it so well.
the cold night wind came in without permission through the window, reminding me of the scarf you gave me. staring at the polaroid that was lovingly attached to a cute frame, smiling a little when I remembered it.
“INK, 1995”───────II, ( NIGHT POETRY STORY ) A beautiful night sometimes I'm in new york thinking about the world when bright memories...

[..𝄞] ‣ The song that plays, with millionaire
meaning is like a poem with thousands of meanings.

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✱.. poetry, armed with a meaning trying to make that meaning colorful for people the sincere power of @vellyynnnaa
[ II. ] Emptiness, Quiet “Printed.”
Message──(&.) 20.21ㅤ

✱… Darkness without a song with poignant lyrics (&.) The hum of crying in the tone “Lantern” [ II. ] Fireflies.