My life is a blur of what I focus on
Words
They are the only thing with meaning
All that I think and speak
Words
In my music and my heart
Sometimes the hardest things of all
Words
they shatter and build,
Before anything was
All it was, was
Words.
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it is true that my life is cenetered around words, my focus is on the words i listen to, the ones i choose to ignore and the ones i scral across the page in an authors ferver.
any advice?
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so very true babe. once again i love it...of course. i like the layout and the flow
love you!



