#Ashes between us. ft @writer

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torn violet
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So uh we wrote it stanza by stanza, switching between perspectives. He spoke as the light(optimistic one), I replied as the shadow(pessimistic one).... He stood for hope, I stood for doubt. In other words, love was our battlefield.

The idea was simple: what happens when two inner selves collide... one who still believes in love’s redemption, and the other who only sees what love destroyed? Created? Well you'd be the judge

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pliant umbra
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Love left two echoes:
the light that still believed
and the shadow that never forgot.
Two voices. One aftermath.
Ashes between us.

And if love is both light and shadow..... then which are we...?

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torn violet
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I love the cover bro😭

paper canyon
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dude-
i havent read the poem yet

this is such a goooooob cover SobbinTheLanaDelReyOut
that alone deserves the like and what not-

remote axle
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Ok, I read it and here is what i think:
"And love may just vanish… yet for her, we stay alive."
This line hits deep, like opening a closed wound.
"The ache she carved became my wings— not all scars are death."
It screams hope even in pain
"But tell me: if it wasn’t love, then why do you still speak her name?"
This one also hits like a spear to the heart.

Possible adjustments:
I am not sure about "get a load of this guy" and "really, bro?" Which seems too casual for the context. You might consider something like: 'Look at this fool' but that's just my opinion and it's great regardless ❤️

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Also the cover is publishing worthy tbh

pliant umbra
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@ornate sentinel @swift herald

paper canyon
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loved the contrast between
“You tasted ruin and called it the truth” vs “Even ash remembers fire”

this writing captures the messiness of love, its aftermath, and how deeply it cuts into identity and purpose.
that rawness makes this so beautiful.

like i felt some stanza shifts are jarring. maybe add a small visual cue (like a symbol, em dash, or indentation) to distinguish them when each “voice” takes over??

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like

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— L (Light):
Love might forget my name, and you may call it a curse
Yet each word you spit in rage still drips with her love.

— S (Shadow):
Get real, light bearer...
Even venom drips sweet when you’ve tasted nothing but wounds.

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you can even add mood shifter in between
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— L (Light):
Love might forget my name, and you may call it a curse
Yet each word you spit in rage still drips with her love.

(And the soul split—one part still kissed her name, the other spat it.)

— S (Shadow):
Get real, light bearer...
Even venom drips sweet when you’ve tasted nothing but wound

pliant umbra
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We shall keep those suggestions in mind as it is the first collaboration work, thanks for the suggestion guys!!! Let us improve! Appreciate it

paper canyon