XV : 𝗦Ξ𝗫𝗢𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗖 ♞

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✪ ★【 MUSIC : 音楽 】 vocal or instrumental sounds (or both) combined in such a way as to produce beauty of form, harmony, and expression of emotion. a universal language, something that we all understand. in every culture, every country, and every background, you will find music.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗔RT 🜊┊HAS NO RULES ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ────────────── ㅤㅤㅤㅤ🌳🦇 • the world is like a giant canvas, and the artist is one who channels his own emotions and feelings into his art. ㅤㅤㅤㅤthrough his art, he is able not only to create beautiful images, but also to convey his own emotions and feelings, as if he is the painting and it is him ✸

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A bright dawn begins and is decorated by the cultivation of civility in a man who is able to calm all souls on earth. But under that facade is a dark side that can destroy the strongest of men with a mere thought. His calm demeanor is like the still waters in a lake, but beneath the surface lies the power to create powerful waves that could rip the sea apart. Though he doesn't show it, he can make the strongest of men kneel before him at the slightest of provocations

──────── TERRIBLE FRAUD .... ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤⓘ.. (, 幽霊) ㅤㅤㅤㅤ🐎𝐈. your heart is devoured raw. your bones unravel so easily under his sinked canines, bitter flesh lodged in the stitch of his inhumanly white teeth. the sun wavers beneath his cowed breath, and you find a welling shame in this triumph of fulfilling him. you swallow the galore of pleasured guilt. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ🐎𝐈𝐈. notice how the plum of your lips only harvest pools of greed into his barbaric eyes. you emerge a revelry of gluttony within him that hungers away at any sensibility within his intentions. rapid nails carve rouge half-moons into your hip bones. craters and abysses of him tarnish your once-pious skin. satin bed sheets tie your vocal chords. you are the flaring sin shrouded in every saint, the deceptive macabre of any angel's promise. he makes sure you concede to your unholiness. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ🐎𝐈𝐈𝐈. you collapse. with the bloodied cerise of your vena cava hung in the breathless air he stole, you wonder if he'll bother unracking your hallowed ribs.

A bright dawn begins and is decorated by the cultivation of civility in a man who is able to calm all souls on earth. But under that facade is a dark side that can destroy the strongest of men with a mere thought. His calm demeanor is like the still waters in a lake, but beneath the surface lies the power to create powerful waves that could rip the sea apart. Though he doesn't show it, he can make the strongest of men kneel before him at the slightest of provocations