Give hope a chance to stop and breathe;
take in the world between the sea
and air where questions underground
float beneath the death unfound.
We’ll sit inside. We’ll watch us bleed
and tear apart the lifelong seeds
laid planted deep: the care of trust,
yet broken by the dreams of rust
within the world, she wished she’d ran
away from me. I wish I’d been
Enough.
Please tell me what you think
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i miss you sis...
Is this about who I think it is?
Fuck i understand the shit your going through as i said in my message. The pain and confusion only prooves one thing my dear:"you are human" and as much as you could say different (you could state you are a fish,and force me to call a psycologist,marine biologist and realist all into the sdame room to proove you wrong) you are still human no matter what, and it is that beating human heart of yours that is telling you that love...is a mother fucking bitch.
Those who have it get hurt by it,those that want it are hurt by its absence. Once that purple haze clears out of our minds and we understand that fact,it doesnt make life easier its true,but sure as hell it makes the childrens sketch book of life at least a little more coloured in between the lines of chaotic emotions and disepptic feelings.
I miss you as well sis.
xoxox
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