i ask for warmth.

\       and just like a moth drawn to a flame,
                 we always fall back
             to the things that broke us.
           for they were the closest thing 
                     we had to home.             

and the world answers with fire.


                                       ⠀    𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐃𝐔𝐕𝐀𝐋.
she wants something to creep out from the
darkest shadow       or the brightest light.
will you crack      or keep your composure?
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(w)arning. . .
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