i've become lax in my duties
trudging behind
grudgingly and without passion.
what has brought me to this place
this existence
that i absolutely abhor.
"pull me out
and help me"
i scream
i shout.
but will no one listen?
will i have to rely on nothing
but the two hands before me?
but sometimes
we all need help
to get to that pinnacle
where all the success lies.
so where are you
when are you going
to rescue me?
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♥ Spontaneity;
Louis Pauzé: "We're all going to die. Write that down, miss. We don't have the luxury of a thousand years on this earth. Only sixty, or maybe eighty little years if we're lucky. And these years pass in a flash. Why not offer flowers to your spouse every night? Why deprive yourself of the happiness of making your house a home? Why resist your impulse? Daily life is the most beautiful voyage..."
♥ Constellations;
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- plant the seed;
- defy;
- lost, gone, stolen;
- but i thought wrong;
- mannequin;
- little girl;
- wondering what is waiting for me;
- she is the only one there again;
- say goodbye;
- the smell of freshly cut grass;
- changing seasons;
- paint it black and white;
- balancing act;
- change;
- to the top;
- your entertainment;
- he ripped out her heart;
- take a breath;
- hello two a.m.;
- snow, snow, snow
- paper crane;
- yucky sickness;
- let's drive into the sunset;
- it's slow going, they said;
- masquerade;
- hold my hand;
- i am lying here;
- tug-o-war;
- marriage, babies, and more
- it is early morning again;
- rescue me;
- winning marathon;
- another ripple in the sea;
- i can't wait to grow up;
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♥ Likes;
♥ Sanctuary;
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