Life is but a park,
a place littered with obstacles and low visibility in the dark.
Then there’s the mood swings.
A few reciprocal movements chained by emotions from the start.
All these emotions.
Emotions like the endless motion of the fluid within the ocean.
I love feeling,
the feeling that the fuel for love is potentially my elation.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC
Life is but a park,
a place littered with obstacles and low visibility in the dark.
Then there’s the mood swings.
A few reciprocal movements chained by emotions from the start.
All these emotions.
Emotions like the endless motion of the fluid within the ocean.
I love feeling,
the feeling that the fuel for love is potentially my elation.
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