《Ephemera | poetry》|Introduction|

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" Maybe it was the midnight hour or the soft wind chime that went off at dawn. How softly it broke my heart into tiny alphabets and colored my blood a shadowy black. That somehow made me adorn my soul , a perched canvas left to feather away. My ashen thoughts that I kept hidden from those warm sunrays and silver moonbeams. These curved words that make my heart wince yet somehow hold the antidote to the poison society fills it with. My sincerest wish that you find comfort in these ink-bound secrets like I do."

To all those who have befriended the night instead of fearing it and loved the dark instead of setting it ablaze. My sidereal secrets ; My nocturnal thoughts that I've penned across this canvas is what I give to you as my Ephemera.

To all those who have for once felt like these rhymes in life.

{ Beautiful covers I completely owe to }

⇏Please no plagiarizing ; your own creativity would be much more appealing to everyone along with me.

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