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you whisper like crushed velvet, promises abandoned on her fingertips, lingering with the scent of your lips, silvered words aching to know they are crafted from truth. but she knows that although stars and planets wheel across the darkling sky like fevered eyes, you don't see them. and although you send shivers down her eggshell spine because to her the solar system is reflected in your eyes, upturned lashes extended to the night like the feathers of a crow, you don't see. she twirls past in a storm of beautiful self-destruction, collapsing and rising like a marionette pulled by fierce strings that burn her tired hands and pull he

you whisper like crushed velvet, promises abandoned on her fingertips, lingering with the scent of your lips, silvered words aching to know they are crafted from truth. but she knows that although stars and planets wheel across the darkling sky like fevered eyes, you don't see them. and although you send shivers down her eggshell spine because to her the solar system is reflected in your eyes, upturned lashes extended to the night like the feathers of a crow, you don't see. she twirls past in a storm of beautiful self-destruction, collapsing and rising like a marionette pulled by fierce strings that burn her tired hands and pull he