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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@alien-suggestion
I sing the songs of death and despair.
I sing the songs of honor and glory.
I sing the songs of dreams and wishes.
I sing the songs of love and the future.
I sing the songs of past and the beyond
I sing the songs of maybe and somehow.
I sing the songs of longing and hope.
the stars are singing, dear! can’t you hear them?
hey! i'm new to the suggestion blog community and was wondering if u could give me a shout-out? and if not that's completely okay too :) p.s. i love your content ♥ —@indecisivesuggestions
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My head is full of fog
my head is full of sunshine
My head is full of wildflowers
My head is full of poison.
My head is full of confusion.
My head is full of pain.
My head is full of thoughts.
My head is full of unspoken promises.
My head is full of darkness.
My head is full of EVERYTHING
My head is full of growth
My head is full of static
My head is full of vengeance
My head is full of brackish water.
My head is full of nebulae
I always have this feeling I am not in the right place.. Like my true home is somewhere else
Sometimes i wish the stars weren’t so far…
i want to stand on wet grass and hear the crickets chirp beneath a silent starry sky
don't you wonder, dear? don't you wonder where you come from?
a weeping star glows gently, far above me. how dearly i wish i could comfort them.
i can't wait for the end of the world
everything is just a little bit wrong
a wish upon a shooting star; a glowing hope that it will carry you back to the universe
You make me feel a little less tired.
You make me feel a little more safe.
You make me feel a little more celestial
You make me feel a little less nervous.
You make me feel a little less scared.
You make me feel a little more normal.
You make me feel a little less cold.
You make me feel a little more cuddly
You make me feel a little more in love
you make me feel a little more happy
You make me feel a little more magical.
You make me feel a little less lost.
You make me feel a little more at peace
You make me feel a little more strong
You make me feel a little more important
you make me feel a little more hopeful
you make me feel a little more open
you make me feel a little more at home
you want to leave, to explore, to wander, to wonder. it's in your bones, you know.
I speak in crackling fire; my voice is an echo in a canyon.
I speak in tv static; my voice is a break in someones psyche.
I speak in music notes; my voice is a chorus of screams.
I speak in pounding drums; my voice is an echo of crumbling kingdoms.
I speak in monsoons; my voice is the scent of rain on cool mud.
I speak in the rustle of leaves, my voice is the remnants of the dead and rotted.
I speak in radio waves, my voice is blooming flowers.
I speak in otherworldly signals; my voice is an ache of lonely stars.
deep breaths, darling. you'll come home someday.
Earth is not safe for us.
