Yellows- and white petals,
Light raindrops- and carefree, dark, empty lots.
Frequent light stops, around the local community shops,
Young love, with innocent air, above.
Fresh dew, among a beautiful pale blue,
Sneaking in- living life- after hours, to the brim.
Warm summer nights, under star filled, sky sights.
Dusk, being the most incredible time of day.
We'd wait forever, for this way.
Spotlight
- mynameisjane
- hi, with warning. i am entirely damaged and crazy with masochistic tendencies and an addictive self-destructive personality. but i am in the trials of self-recovery- though thoroughly failing in the process, here's to hoping- one day- someday. in form of pure tried articulation of the written word, this space keeps the highly erratic and darkly emotional self reflection of my contemplative life with bits of sunshine scattered in between. i am a mess; i absolutely create disasters and inevitably fuck everything up. so decide if you are one who actually thinks and chooses for his own mind or one who is fated to predestined cowardice, forever running away like the rest of the narrow minded sheep in this world and unable to embrace the violent and bittersweet storm of harsh realness.
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