Waiting under dark clouds for the rain
Sarah Ann Thompson [?]
“Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.” Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving. ?
Praying lightning strikes a change
love me or love me not, i’m staring at the clock, i take them flower petals off, and then i watch them drop.?
As history gets lost
“ it’s like one thousand papercuts, soaked in vinegar. ” The Spill Canvas.
and As I took that final breath I felt alive
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