"From my rotting body, flowers shall grow, and I am in them, and that is eternity."
- Edvard Munch (via nuclearharvest)
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"Let me glimpse inside your velvet bones."
- Edgar Allan Poe, The Collected Letters Of Edgar Allan Poe (via petrichour)
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"Under your skin the moon is alive."
- Pablo Neruda (via velvetcraze)
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