when are you going to realize it's just that the time was wrong
You should have seen me last night. I swirled myself around this town. And every man begged for me. Oh, do you feel any regret yet? You have lost her. Exploding in hearts.
I love beauty. And there's this solid brick of words of experience, stuck in my head. I want to write on it, somehow dissolve the mass, but I don't know where to start. Everything here is calm, aside from that.
Just some little lady spilling stories and poems from personal enlightening moments in space & time.
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