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the colour of pomegranates / sayat nova. posts every 30 minutes.

a collection kept by liang.
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a quotebot composed by liang / a collection of musings, poetry, lyrics & dialogue.

primarily based off
the colour of
pomegranates

quotes may contain dark or disturbing themes, follow at own discretion.
but here again, the face fails inexplicably to give the impression of belonging to a living human being.
November 28, 2025 at 10:39 PM
I was born with gloomy nature. I do not think I have ever known what it is to be cheerful and at ease.
November 28, 2025 at 10:31 PM
full of broken thoughts, I cannot repair.
November 28, 2025 at 10:23 PM
there are times when I look at people and I see nothing worth liking.
November 28, 2025 at 10:00 PM
there‘ll be many times when my crimes seem almost unforgivable
November 28, 2025 at 9:42 PM
and you don‘t seem to understand.
November 28, 2025 at 9:32 PM
through your eyes are all the things I want to see.
November 28, 2025 at 9:21 PM
I knew the dance ╱ I felt the heat
November 28, 2025 at 8:59 PM
I fall down just to give you a thrill.
November 28, 2025 at 8:42 PM
I spit on the hand that feeds me ╱ I will not control myself
November 28, 2025 at 8:35 PM
who in this world is unchanging.ᐣ
November 28, 2025 at 8:18 PM
I got my mark, see it in my eyes.
November 28, 2025 at 8:10 PM
one never knows.
November 28, 2025 at 8:00 PM
my depersonalization was so intense, had gone so deep, that my normal ability to feel compassion had been eradicated.
November 28, 2025 at 7:34 PM
the sunlight caught on his eyelashes in a way that only seemed natural.
November 28, 2025 at 7:26 PM
I argue to win.
November 28, 2025 at 7:18 PM
since I die of love, it was better beauty stabbed and freed me.
November 28, 2025 at 7:06 PM
it is the time I have wasted for my rose.
November 28, 2025 at 6:58 PM
but I won‘t look at that star.
November 28, 2025 at 6:36 PM
the clouds sit low on the mountains at dawn.
November 28, 2025 at 6:21 PM
golden brown, finer temptress ╱ through the ages she‘s heading west
November 28, 2025 at 6:04 PM
he was a lonely ghost uttering a truth nobody would ever hear.
November 28, 2025 at 5:56 PM
my sweet tooth, I want your candy.
November 28, 2025 at 5:39 PM
you have stood here as walls crumbled, as they shifted into the mud. the walls have changed with time.
November 28, 2025 at 5:30 PM
the relationship between the voluptuous lily of dawn and the purity of the body.
November 28, 2025 at 5:09 PM