Golden waves
it’s a sign from the gods
******* Athena has fallen so far from home
Angels come in pairs
isn’t that odd?
Even if we add or subtract, they’d still be whole
Who needs another half to feel what they know?
Those who smile know all about defeat.
Those who frown have only known victory.
Forever the optimist; you saw the best in me
Forever the pessimist you turned out to be
It’s okay if you don’t like what I write
It’s not okay to read it and call me the next night
The moon can only handle so much from the stars
The sun can only handle so much of a freezing heart
A flower can grow, and it may even bud
But ultimately roses wilt, and people die
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 3:30 PM UTC
Golden waves
it’s a sign from the gods
******* Athena has fallen so far from home
Angels come in pairs
isn’t that odd?
Even if we add or subtract, they’d still be whole
Who needs another half to feel what they know?
Those who smile know all about defeat.
Those who frown have only known victory.
Forever the optimist; you saw the best in me
Forever the pessimist you turned out to be
It’s okay if you don’t like what I write
It’s not okay to read it and call me the next night
The moon can only handle so much from the stars
The sun can only handle so much of a freezing heart
A flower can grow, and it may even bud
But ultimately roses wilt, and people die
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