I want her to know I'm here
She showed the signs of feeling I don't take that lightly As I let it fade We assign the weight, and I'll let it fade Because I'm always too late Or am I right on time? Nothing is mine? So what pain am I assigned? Things become none when you don't give a fuck That's the greatest fallacy Nothing means anything Everything means something I just want her to know I'm breathing
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Author"Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls." - Anais Nin Archives
February 2023
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