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And yet so cold

Started this little one during very strange times earlier this year. Been painting quite a lot lately so I decided to finish it and give it the closure it deserves. <3

'I pulled my heart from its cage, only to swallow it whole again. It tastes of emptyness. Crimson threads embrace my body—why does it burn so hot, yet feel so cold?'

'I pulled my heart from its cage, only to swallow it whole again. It tastes of emptyness. Crimson threads embrace my body—why does it burn so hot, yet feel so cold?'