11/04/2024
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On this night, when the veil is thin,
I search for a love that never began.
Among the petals and flickering flame,
I call out softly, but hear no name.
A bleeding heart, I hold in my hand,
For a love we lost, though it never began.
No touch, no kiss, no story to tell,
Just silent echoes where we never fell.
Still, I paint your face in sugar and bone,
A love imagined, now carved in stone.
In the laughter of souls, in the dance of the dead,
I chase the memory we never had.
But in this midnight, I find release,
A love that wasn’t, now rests in peace.
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Feliz dia de los Mu***os
Shot & Edited by IGGY
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