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"Hearts, like heart eye skies wind their way to my face.. and in this case the flavor is lime and grape."
Hahaha.. lime and grape hearts 😁😁 - eUe..
Sì sta qui, con l'anima in pezzi, ad aspettare, impaziente, il coraggio di chi quell'anima vuole vederla intera.
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Friday’s theme
Do you still love me?
Is there?
Is there a word for when everything seems pointless ? And 'when' is everyday and by everyday u mean right now and by right now u mean the love isn't love anymore and you don't know how to hold love in your hands And it's getting harder to breathe and u're pretty sure it's because of all the rust that is there for a heart .and by heart you mean hope and how you do not know how to pray . Is there a word for all the nothingness that this is ?
Because there should be
~too void to speak so I wrote
Empty Spaces.
You ever seen an unfinished puzzle? Or a complete one with a few missing pieces? Then you’ve caught a glimpse into my life. I’ve been on a quest. Searching for whatever it is that’s gonna fill these empty spaces My heart, my lungs, my liver, I just drink until I feel full And my liver is like a factory machine in overdrive speeding up to respond to this great demand that has suddenly been placed upon him And my lungs my lungs are just expanding as I inhale deeply Trying so hard to feel The cold air rush into my lungs and force it’s way past my ribs and puncture me right in my heart And that’s why sometimes I hold my breath I hold my breath Because if I exhale then surely I’ll die If I exhale then this moment will be real And I guess in time I’ll be able to breathe again But until then I’ll hold my breath every time I step into a room and have to explain why Every time I think I’ve finally made a successful escape Only to be dragged back Kicking and screaming But my heart that feeble thing that beats against this chest Has betrayed its owner Time and time again And has exposed me to the world in moments that I wanted to crumble and hide And had forced me to exhale And even forced me to cry In public nonetheless I hated it. So until I master it, until then, I’ll hold my breath.
Live. Empower. Thrive. 🤗 -Xy.