

The entity that haunts.In awful silence and dancing flames, My skin bleeds into ashes,The entity that haunts.
a body enveloped in fire, a spirit rising in the dusk.
I am merely the needle, rusted by the penetrating heat
My form, corrupted. My soul, quite alive.
In our forever next meeting,
Let be me the withering rose that grows from your hatred.
Let me grow vast and spread my vines throughout everything, let me carress your sublime flesh with my razor thorns.
Let me be your vanity mirror, let me become a flawless creature.
I shall be be fed your beauty, it shall keep me
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My art account <3
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Blame the cruel Art of Pretension .
welcome to DA.
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