PerseveranceHe can’t play those last notes. It’s his last chance to try again. He can’t play those broken beats. He tells me he just began.Perseverance
He says the truth hurts, but the lies are worse. Passion—love, for what he wants. The truth glows, passing from me to him. I’ll catch the pieces, he breathes.
Please don’t stop the rain… He dreams. I don’t know where I cross the line. You make the dreams real… the whispers. You have the wings to make me feel surreal… he whispers back.
I don’t know if it’s me or you
Beautiful Adea
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MOVED TO: ~ShutteredReality
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