wings

a love story in three partsi.a love story in three parts
waiting for five fingers in tangled distress with my hair, woven strands left to screaming.
i trace my veins and wonder what my heart
would think if i could make them burst.
joints pop, like corn:
crack, snapple, stop
stop.
ii.
the bones beneath my skin
creak, like a porch swing on rusty hinges. i find you there
on sundays, talking to the voices.
but only on sundays, so that must be alright, right?
if i had
rove faces
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Ich glaub an dich.
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benterz
Im alright thanks, yourself?
love your photography, will go through the gallery properly soon
much love xx
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Be who you want to be and say what you want to say because those who mind dont matter and those who matter dont mind
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benterz
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your clothes may say disco, but your eyes say rock n' roll
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With
thankyoo for the fave
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"a lightweight tonne"
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..music art creativity..
im your friend
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"a lightweight tonne"
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