sphinx8k on Aug. 17, 2022

Our Hearts, a post-apocalyptic mess a montage of blood clots, of oil and dust and dried tears, Of abandoned gun barrels soaked in layers of disagreement, accusations and prejudice.
In each other's stories, we're already dead our souls too stained for heaven too burnt for hell. In another world, the war for love, of love rages on we redeem ourselves from this corruption of time, Only to Die Again.