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Wounded Sigh
In sepia foliage's of falsified fantasies, cursed by haunting hornets stinging with honeyed painted lies, her mind was like a matriarch of metaphors. An inflorescent seed buried in darkness, with a somnolent spirit rustling in onyx nostalgia. Too afraid to spread her fragile feathers, she lay upon a bed of black rose petals, veiled underneath dark raven phases, hidden behind the silence of lunar secrets, Her soul slept like grieving ghosts of galactic graves, repeatedly releasing wounded sighs. Not all florets flourish with the mercy of rainwater, only nourishing hands can create an aesthetic pastel carnival of confetti, like lilac lavender snowflakes of smoky love. Some spicy spirits are like the marigold locket of liquid, glowing like turmeric hues in tamarind tinted skies of oblivion, clearing diaphanous dewdrops of a grainy hourglass, spreading vintage violet wishes in bluish epiphany skies, disintegrating a montage burnt to nefarious ashes, raising amaranth pink petals of heartfelt empathy. There is a magic in midnight reigns, as dawn retreats, dusk births a saviour knight, altering twilight's twinkling tunnel of kismet stars perfumed with sins. Moonlight spreads a subtle silk scent when fears fall like cosmic dust, soothing a scarred moon soul and stars in slumber. Not all flowers need a gardener to grow, but all seedsmen sow to bloom an ivory aurora, through the obscurity of ebony eyes. Sometimes, its the simple touch of fingertips, that lays the perfect foundations, for a sunflower to embellish in gold.
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