The sunset beckons with different hues. Red, yellow, violet. See one, you've seen them all. And yet. And yet. That perfect dusk. It commands. It beckons. It sticks. That night after night after night. Why? Why can you not sleep through? Why must you return? What is so special? A life, a death, one of infinite, but it is special. A memory. A prison. The sunrise beckons with different hues. Violet, yellow, red. See one, you've seen them all. And yet. And yet. #Poetry #TheBardsTexts #DarkAcademia #EvilCottagecore #Catharsis #MyRubiah #FloridLanguage #✩₊˚.⋆☾𓃠☽⋆⁺₊✧ #MyQueen #RequiresAHighEQ #༘⋆ #StarPost #Bacchanalia #MyAngel #StarPost #DarkAndStormy #Evanescere #⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ ⊹₊ #ComesWithBaggage
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