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Here, in the middle of my own secret disaster, I found myself alone! It was never a sadness, but where my beautiful madness found it's home! In that home I fell, I fell into what I had found. Down is not where I fell. But, in love! I fell in love with my own perfect sounds! My heart had been opened, wildly set free! All this time there it was. Just waiting, waiting there for me to finally see... Here, in the middle of my own sweet disaster, I found myself! I found, I am my own perfect disaster!
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Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 6:01 AM UTC
A Perfect Disaster
Here, in the middle of my own secret disaster, I found myself alone! It was never a sadness, but where my beautiful madness found it's home! In that home I fell, I fell into what I had found. Down is not where I fell. But, in love! I fell in love with my own perfect sounds! My heart had been opened, wildly set free! All this time there it was. Just waiting, waiting there for me to finally see... Here, in the middle of my own sweet disaster, I found myself! I found, I am my own perfect disaster!
kerrie-sursely
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Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 6:01 AM UTC
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