day two: prospit & derse / earth c
“cities of gold & violet blue,
we stand so far apart.
but your breath still runs through
my lonely beating heart.”
i tried to post this like 20-30 minutes ago but i kept getting distracted so
whoops
anyways. i realize this isnt inherently shippy but i wasnt sure how to go about the prompt n all,, sorry abt that
also i have a soft spot for dark-/black-haired dirk. sue me.
ourgh i am... not in a word mood. hooh boy
sorry for the trashy poem btw
- arkansis
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