It whispers in your ear.
It luls you to stop.
It tells you to relax.
It lies that things are going to be okey.
It tears through your fears.
It tells you it brings the light only to smother your own fire.
The fire to try.
The fire to get up.
The fire to follow your dreams.
Now be wary of it sweet luliby.
Or you may harm your muse again.
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 5:35 PM UTC
It whispers in your ear.
It luls you to stop.
It tells you to relax.
It lies that things are going to be okey.
It tears through your fears.
It tells you it brings the light only to smother your own fire.
The fire to try.
The fire to get up.
The fire to follow your dreams.
Now be wary of it sweet luliby.
Or you may harm your muse again.
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