» 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘 « poetry - book two for her beautiful eyes were as dark as her name, ebony. so no matter how hard one tries, one could never catch a glimpse of the soul behind those eyes.

» 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖉𝖘 « poetry - book one sometimes, we obsess over all the darkness so that we miss the light, no matter how bright it may be.