⟣ 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⟢

❝ 𝙏𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙚 ❞⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

⟪ 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘰 | 𝘋𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘵 ⟫
He dreamed of encapsulating his
imagination on a canvas. But how
can a boy dream when the sha-
dows dance and midnight sings
in his ears? When sleep is little
than a whisper in his mind and
his beautiful wraith appears.

❝ 𝙁𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 ❞

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Lyrics from Bury Me by Friday Pilots Club