'beauty'
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Je vais sonner toutes les cloches
Pour ton anniversaire de naissance
Je vais sortir de mes poches
De jolis bijoux venus des belles anses.
No roof over your head
No floor at your feet
No steel doors to sustain
Just you...
I try to put pieces of the puzzle together and make every single one fit, but I lose focus. And in returning to the puzzle, I receive more pieces even more jumbled then the first set. I struggle and struggle to make them fit.
People are who they are. Yes.
Really and truly full of life and love they do not
Idol in their moments of
Damage nor discomfort but instead in their determination to
Exist entirely themselves
You are incredible.
Much like prized jewels.
Precious in all your ways.
You are so much stronger than you allow yourself to be.
In his eyes
Forests of green,
Fires of gold,
Rivers of dean.
Away from a world
I thought I once knew-
Oceans of crystal,
Violets of view,
Escape the river
Escape the new.
My thoughts race of you like the speed of light, to uncover what is true, your height? enough so that I'm able to look up to you.
My thoughts race of you like the speed of light, to uncover what is true, your height? enough so that I'm able to look up to you.
Oh my dear,
Before you were born, two stars held hands, and said, "let's run away."
They went to a shady diner on the planet Pluto to devise a plan, when they found a solar gun.
Dear Younger Me,
If I could go back and change things I might,
to undo the wrongs and make them right.
But that's the thing, the very falslihood I used to believe,
Dear irrational insecurities,
Only a parasite that thrives, a ghost
Unbelieving of complements and praise
Can't keep a diary
when there's no such thing as privacy
It hurts
Trapped in my body trapped in my head
Who's keeping us together?
Baby boy stops her from shattering
