fear
if fear
is love
than i
am scared
to death
i am
filled with
an uncertanity
so sweet
i can
taste your
lips in
my sleep
an exhilaration
so rich
my skin
prickles with
electricity so
that i
dare to
live more
in a
second than
i have
in a
year.
man has places in his heart which do not yet exist, and into them enters suffering in order that they may have existence. -leon bloy
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Wow.
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