"In the realm of my thoughts, nightmares
dance with masochistic pleasure, and
dreams are consumed by an insatiable
hunger."
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Eunoia
PoetryA soul of a writer, a poet, an artist never dies they are immortal cause they carry a magic of ink splattered on paper. ♡♡♡ Somewhere deep there lies the raging ocean of emotions beneath us, So maybe tracing do...
t h i r t y s e v e n
"In the realm of my thoughts, nightmares
dance with masochistic pleasure, and
dreams are consumed by an insatiable
hunger."
