A heart can fall like a suicide descending shades of midnight frozen blossoms on an icy lake a silent breeze of despair Let my tongue flirt like a butterfly among wildflowers rather than polish scars de-bride old wounds

A heart can fall like a suicide descending shades of midnight frozen blossoms on an icy lake a silent breeze of despair Let my tongue flirt like a butterfly among wildflowers rather than polish scars de-bride old wounds
Beautiful and amazing imagery. Truly lovely.
Have a blessed evening. Love to you and yours. ❤️🧚♀️
You too.
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