• Hannah Flowers

my dear, i offered you blessings eternal and you were quick to turn your back to me and finally, i understood god’s fury if i could, i would create a pit of fire in which my demons, i could hide and everyone in whom i would confide who dare betray the sweetness of my love but i am made of flesh and bone and my heart weighs fifty stone i cannot manifest a solution to an eternity alone

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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