Crimson …nothing is permanent ever.Not joy,not sorrow but despair makes it seem like it will.

Shadows crawl beneath the skin,
where even light cannot seep in.
Hope decays in midnight air
and then despair ignores your prayer.

Take care🙏

In the burn I wither. That is something. Nicely penned, crimsin

Powerfully penned, Drieks. Great arrangement, phenomenal lyrics as always my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

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How often do we project our ideal images or personalities into someone we have a crush on, or admire? I know growing up I did it a lot. I made my female crushes into someone that didn’t exist. It’s often through heartbreak, or age, or wisdom, we learn.

Even though this is short, it holds so much truth to it.

Powerful work. I relate.

10/10🙏

Yes, I know exactly what you mean. But one day I discovered how thrilling and satisfying it is to show one another the raw and naked self in all our greatness and flaws!