The man on the ceiling casts shadows of flesh, and sometimes the shadows take on lives of their own.
Melanie TemStichwörter: electric-prose
Days grow hotter and life grows shorter.
Time is somehow running out.
She flips her pillow
so she won't have to sleep on her tears.
Stichwörter: electric-prose
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