Paradox Bloom In galaxies where silence screams, A ballerina spins through shattered dreams. Paint drips like midnight’s bleeding kiss, Time melting down in a state of abyss. Butterflies bloom from wounds unseen, Fragile wings where ghosts have been. Neon roses etched in chrome, Love feels foreign, but hate feels home. The figure curled in shadow’s art, Carries galaxies within their heart. A contradiction wrapped in lace, Softness thriving in empty space. Black tears stain the canvas sky, Hope refuses still to die. Even in a universe torn apart, Beauty dances in broken art. #BrokenGalaxy #PaintedPain #ButterflyScars #BalletOfShadows #LoveVsHate #TimeMeltsTruth #DrippingReality #StuckInSpace #NeonRoseDreams #Contradiction #SoftInTheDark #ParadoxBloom