How wild the wind came in On the day when I found out Passage of the one dead st

🖼️ Loading...

Prompt

How wild the wind came in On the day when I found out Passage of the one dead star Its black dust lingering Seeping through to my lungs I fall towards the skyline I drown my sorrows here In liquids clear Time for absolution How the dead birds sing They're right atop my roof Black and white Photography studio style, high contrast,hard lights, dynamic shadows, white background