nothing goes too fast but it isn't that slow at all, i call, i raise, i laze i feel the irrevocability of the craze overtake me, when an angel holds my head to his chest and i feel like the world has become something to love all over again so it will begin too much of you is right i only watch you sleep every other night and yet its not enough, so the world gets rough this is what i wanted still the meat we eat continues to be tough this is what the world wanted to see whats in my heart i cant see it but you can only i know whats in my own heart no more pretense no more resents no more of this desperate hatred that holds on to me so now i want more.Birth sign: Aries
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