#12AugustPrompt

i wished you told me sooner for i no longer like those butterflies, and my love died instead the dream about you faded, just like dusts that flew with the wind gone and forever be buried in abyss #12AugustPrompt imag...

butterfly butterfly butterfly fly away. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I watch my wings ...

they come here often, hands on the verge of touching. She keeps herself from threading their fingers together and instead lets her hand follow and trace the wind as it blows past them in a gush of forgiving cold air. the sun has collapsed through the clouds, bursting its scorching heat in bra...

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Black and white glimmers, a fragment flying in the air. A slow stop in time, to catch and gather the pieces. A treasure hunt alone in my mind, a familiar setting afar from home. Wavering pieces caught one by one, intertwining with each other. Shining to the point of blinding me. Flying away in bet...

once the earth bows down to darkness, even the moon’s ardent kiss won’t be enough to provide light. she didn’t mean to be distant or cold - 384,000 kilometers away from us is just the extent of her domain and the misty glow is just the extent of her power. ...

#12AugustPrompt tiny wings of black and white and everything in between they suck the life out of me; tormenting the living and resembling the dead, that's how they usually get by; the sound of their battling fragile limbs echoes throughout my half detached membranous ear - its nerves link the...