Intention.
Resolution is no tension between anyone.
We've had days of own own. me and you. we have days. keeping us awake, moving to and fro, up and up, heavier are our bones.
You're falling out of his arms. still.
I understand your voice, your words not of quality choice.
Just for fun, wait till the last moment,
then run.
Inside every demon is a tormented mix of innocence and susceptibility.
Your choice. to be empty inside. My choice, to take Grace by her porcelain hand, and glide.
Witches scare the life into you, by making it all so intolerable, that there's no other direction but up into the bright.
If the stars sung to you, the sky's colorful lips would open wide with no hesitation, nothing to hide. To be heard around this circle from all sides.
Get out with the day its the first of not too many.
Dorothy's shopping trip has given me brand new insight. a chance to reassess my entire life.
A rain drop in the ocean of time, evaporated. Lost forever. We're still sliding down the slide and tomorrow has begun. I lost seven pounds waiting for her. Dayum.
Trust yourself tonight. Love yourself in moments of un and on.
There is no more 'just' anything. We lay on the sheet less bed, nothing really is enough.
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