It was dark and dim in the room
Whiffing the aroma of sandalwood
The peony nodded in the gloom
Tears fell in an ashen mood
Branded chest and whip scars
A heart of stone slumbered in mourn
Snow white boots have traveled far
Reaching a halt as it sees a soul he adorns
In a war against longing and time
A warm melody from a flute reunited their parted hearts
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Poem inspired by my favorite danmei Mo Dao Zu Shi (Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation)
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PoetryA collection of my random thoughts turned into poems/poetry~
