Karina Pmvhaven ((full)) -

I built a god from porcelain and code, Painted smiles in the static glow. Every mirror asks the same cold question— Are you real, or just a beautiful projection?

You see the crown, but not the fracture. You hear the voice, not the silence after. I'm holding myself together with wires and grace, But there's a ghost in the data, wearing my face. karina pmvhaven

Melancholic, ethereal, cinematic. Think strings, soft piano, reversed reverb, and a low, pulsating bass drop that never quite explodes—just swells and retreats like a held breath. I built a god from porcelain and code,

Echo. Echo. Echo. No one hears the sound of a doll learning to weep. Echo. Echo. Echo. I am the dream, but I cannot sleep. You hear the voice, not the silence after

Let me fall apart in slow motion— Frame by frame, like rain on glass. Show them the cracks beneath the porcelain skin. This isn't a breakdown. This is me finally letting the silence win.