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Her pupils brightly defined in the warm light in the safety and innocence of affection, discern right from wrong applying careful looks and gestures, delicately administering adoration to everyone's hearts and butterflies still fluttering uncontrollably

I'm basking in the harsh, coarse delight of sandpaper against my skin I'm pulling the rope, I'm sliding down the rough fabrics of solitude I'm burning myself alive and I'm convincing myself that I love it.

I'm earning my patience one second at a time every drop or speck of sand tumbling down the hourglass the shining glass container with her reflection her undeniable grin that I haven't seen enough of the motivation the reason which compels and motivates me through the glass curves earning that patience every breathtaking repitition is taken for a reason

Your voice oh, it cures many, many things Everywhere Practically omnipotent It causes waves to erupt or to stop It causes me to shudder at how it compliments your beauty It makes everyone's day I can only state this so much, but you have the voice of an angel

As much as I tell myself otherwise, I simply cannot sing I try to sing but it ends up sounding like, not beautiful.

This journal or diary of sojourns and embarks to places sometimes of unrest and sometimes of beauty but mostly beauty because everything, in some way becomes beautiful, It's stories of microcosms and scrutiny grows steadily and surely not quite as deliberately as others, but the feeling still lingers in the digitally inked and penned phrases of love And when it comes down to it, it must be the love that drives it foward propels the pen's motions across landscapes of paper across deserts of hope into caves unknown but curious even when it lingers and microscopes her words with my own, the diary serves it's pu

Ripping through the teen bible convincing me to give up on most obligations and daily daily daily things Might have to take that offer Only for a few minutes "When the world ceases to exist, save the inches between our eyes, eyes eyes"