Every mornin
I wake up to paint myself anew.
And the colors
F l o w.
Sketch in dEEP, fearless angles.
These are my transitions.
My soul is like the lightning.
Complex
On fire
Frightening
But beautiful
He would rather watch
From afar
Bless his heart.
I wake up to paint myself anew.
And the colors
F l o w.
Sketch in dEEP, fearless angles.
These are my transitions.
My soul is like the lightning.
Complex
On fire
Frightening
But beautiful
He would rather watch
From afar
Bless his heart.
2 comments:
you are one strong wonderful fierce brave amazing woman. and i love you. so so so so so much.
i wanted to go jump barefoot in the rain the other day. a liberation movement. no one would go with me...you always would. so i went and did it myself. because i can.
You are One-of-a-kind and I LOVE it!
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