I was a dumb learning man.
You are a goddess made of porcelain glass: a fragile dove with an angelic face and a glowing heart with wholesome conviction like a mannered spirit with delicate afflictions.
You are occasionally misunderstood and blind.
You remaining light in my life that reminds me of what popularly is mother nature’s truest intentions. U R Making me cry.
(Your lips reminded me at the time)
Timely you came back into my life as I feel tripped and before I was saying “what it says”
However,
with your return:
hope
a new sense of ambition, a new perspective , a polished set of ears
I have purpose and in fact I have substance, I was just trying to be creative.
Come, fortune favors the brave, do what you want:
A dandelion metamorphosed in the span of a second: U R breathing
(Sometimes your lips remind me/we are breaking up)
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 7:49 PM UTC
I was a dumb learning man.
You are a goddess made of porcelain glass: a fragile dove with an angelic face and a glowing heart with wholesome conviction like a mannered spirit with delicate afflictions.
You are occasionally misunderstood and blind.
You remaining light in my life that reminds me of what popularly is mother nature’s truest intentions. U R Making me cry.
(Your lips reminded me at the time)
Timely you came back into my life as I feel tripped and before I was saying “what it says”
However,
with your return:
hope
a new sense of ambition, a new perspective , a polished set of ears
I have purpose and in fact I have substance, I was just trying to be creative.
Come, fortune favors the brave, do what you want:
A dandelion metamorphosed in the span of a second: U R breathing
(Sometimes your lips remind me/we are breaking up)
3/26/14
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