The bomb that brought us together was shrapnel of pure love piercing, cutting away the ugliness, stripping away hate and hopelessness (and clothes for that matter). so good, all good. coffee and bed visions of dreams we have the courage, lu we have th courage to find those dreams eat them and make them ours the world around us can rot, may rot will rot but we are free we have each other and sunsets dripping in through windows and hours of completeness in each others arms days and weeks turn into happiness flowing by unstoppable and like a river, always seeking something larger more beautiful, somewhere perfect to rest and live. so, well, hold on enjoy this ride because i just don't think it's going to end.
Reason for writing:
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Birth sign: Cancer
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