• Hannah Flowers

I have spent centuries trying to find you, Searching for you in crevices and interim. I felt your flames in a past life, I cut off my ear for you, swallowed paint for you, Laid down my life for you every time.


I am sending you love, Always, always, always. Even in the end of days. Every new scar from every old wound, A symbol of what I’ve survived through, Every Eon leading me to you.


We will meet again in a world anew, Ocean waves rushing and thunder roaring out of view. I feel it deep within me, A prophetic dream I know to be true. All of this heartache will be forgotten, With souls intertwined, love will brew.

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(un)holy ground

what once was sacred is cursed perhaps it could be worse the temple at which i’d pray overrun now by this wraith my messiah led me astray that’s what you get with blind faith my friends were also fool

you were a house.

can you feel me looking at you? can you hear me whisper to the moon? in the same way i felt you refrain heard the breaking of these chains as i tried to hold onto your frame after i had been an earthq

candles / spores

you asked me to meet you in a dream yes, i will, i replied swiftly for a moment’s pleasure seems far more important than honesty. have you ever watched a mushroom grow? some have spores which, at nigh