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Feb 2015
My heart and i wonder about he rest of our Amigas.
Yes, i know the brain, heart, soul and body are all connected but sometimes we seem to be completely different.
My brain holds the knowledge that we are serving out a purpose, a mission. we all have our own and we just have to reach it before time runs out.
My soul, well i'm not quite sure what it looks like or what it holds. In my opinion it holds the best and worst of me. The place that is not
erasable.
My body is sin. It lust for sensational activities. A canvas to display the art of my choosing.Β Β Filled with potential hole of spontaneity.
My heart is its own person. It does't always listen, it runs away and sometimes don't return for years. My heart is loyal.
My heart is fragile.
My heart is on display but is always protected. My heart represents me.
So with these different personalities, they always come together to create the ultimate being.
Me!
BeautifulIrony
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BeautifulIrony  27/Colorado springs
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