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ansleypopovich
ansleypopovich
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. / It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
They broke me, they broke me so many times, there are so many holes, so many pieces missing. And this, this is how the light gets out.
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 11:29 AM UTC
Structure
There are broken chords in the hearts of the most restless and at the ends they curl up oh so pretty
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 11:24 AM UTC
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Sometimes I dream about traveling the world, all of the world,     traveling it so fast that I can make it to each new timezone before it breaks noon,   then nighttime will never come; I'll never sleep alone again.
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 11:21 AM UTC
I usssed to sleep at nighht
only options were fight or flight. couldn't do either.... You didn't even scar me man. It's an open wound; but I swear no one else can see it. I'm going crazy.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 1:52 AM UTC
Crap
Freedom in my eyes, my perfume in your lungs.
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Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 12:06 AM UTC
Untitled
I'm not sure why I'm staying here You aren't my home I know my home, I've been planning it since i was a child, Decorations in my mind like a bachelorette's Pinterest You could never be my home
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Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 10:42 AM UTC
I'm not living at home
Do your hands ache from all the people you've touched but never held?
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
Untitled
I need you to be my escape from this house I need you to be my home.
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 9:15 PM UTC
Homeless.
I'm freedom I'm pace I'm alone I'm grace I'm hardwork I'm no sleep I'm sightseeing while not leaving town I'm smiling I'm here I'm okay I'm great You're trees you're wind you're old smells you're handholding you're just a minute late you're dads truck you're nameless  you're a mystery right now  you're everything i could never hate Im on my way I'll find you soon I don't mind waiting for someone like you.
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 12:47 AM UTC
I'm here, you're somewhere