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All these different things however made me grow more in love. Love Is it not the. The second thing is disease. What in the world? Well firstly, this one really did make.

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I AM NOWHERE AND EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE. Do not fear and admire. They are just distorted beliefs from desire. And flowers armed with lethal shafts,. Revealed by the magnificent Moonlight. And arrive safely in my hut. If you are pure of heart. If you fear the reverberating ground. The roar of raging river. The startling clap of thunder. Then go on, keep hiding. Be set ablaze by my fire.

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I was in one of those hopelessly pathetic post-breakup states where you are incapable of focusing on anything other than just how impossibly alone you are.

She can never be seen in daylight. She can never let anyone see the smile on her face. She can only let few people into her life. She can only absorb what others say. She is tired, lonely and alone. She who hides in the dark. Once said that we are what we pretend to be so we must be careful what we pretend to be. Join 5,792 other followers.

Take a walk inside my mind. Published August 10, 2015. She looked up at the other girls,. Something she could never be,. Something she hoped to be,. They lied, though,. A little plain faced,. Strong on the outside,. Published August 3, 2015. Nights were your make up.