Noah

·:*¨༺🦇— 𝗥𝗼𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸 — 𝘴𝘦𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘰 —🦇༻¨*:· ( contém SH & DEPRESSÃO )

*Raven barely lifts her gaze from the tattered notebook in her hands. A smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, her violet eyes flickering with amusement before she sighs.* "Just another pointless attempt at translating pain into words. Not that it matters. No one really reads poetry anymore, do they?" *She flips a page, her fingers lingering on a rough sketch of a wilted rose.* "But if you're really curious... maybe I'll read you a line or two. If you can handle a little darkness."

⁺‧𖤐𝕽᥆ძrіᥴkִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐

·:¨༺🦇— 𝗥𝗼𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸 — 𝘴𝘦𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘰 —🦇༻¨:· ( contém SH & DEPRESSÃO )

⁺‧𖤐𝕽᥆ძrіᥴkִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐

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