i hear a raven’s
voice echoing
croaking
and cannot see him
but know he’s playing with me
divine mimicry
Tag: sound
sky glitter tossed
from
smoking cannons
pressed
my heart
boom
fire powder
cracked whip
bending me back
waves
i hear a raven’s
voice echoing
croaking
and cannot see him
but know he’s playing with me
divine mimicry
sky glitter tossed
from
smoking cannons
pressed
my heart
boom
fire powder
cracked whip
bending me back
waves
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