Aug 2016
My mind edges closer to insanity's rim,
My hearts not in it; it'll never beat the same.
Laying lazily on the edge; I've felt the slight brush of tipped rough wings.
If I jump; could I fly with you?
My hearts not in it; it'll never beat the same.
Laying lazily on the edge; I've felt the slight brush of tipped rough wings.
If I jump; could I fly with you?
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