shyla
Distilled. Was his heart distilled. Was he there. Where did he come from. The land down under. Some foggy forest. I'm i love and I don't care. Come to the fountain and drink of the water that will never dry. A heart fulfilled. Not distilled.
It was unwritten. Beautiful windings of everyday, tears, heartbreak, joys, glee, laughter, friendship, restoration, salvation! Such beauty - I wonder did she know? If so the world should've.
She never learned how to take responsibility. Her life was lived as a victim. She blamed others for any problem. This led to her ultimate destruction. She didn't know that there is freedom in responsibility. In selflessness. In love.
Anticipation ensues our arrival. We are waiting for the results. We have been waiting waiting, time and again do we still wait. it has been 15 years it seems, and we didn't even know we were waiting. What ensues the events of our lives. Anything? Something?
There's a creature that know's your alive. He is breathing and keeping his faith in the wilderness. He will tell, he will spill to the whole world when the soil has reached it's best capacity. He is a monstrous creature to life but savior messenger he is.
LIttle Lamb. Oh the gentle species that it represents! When strong, passionate, divine Jesus held the little lamb -what a representation. Then, the Lion and the Lamb.
Weakling. A character in an epic novel. The Lord of the Rings. A pitiful creature. Dispised. Sometimes redeemable. Yes - the audience should want him to be redeemable.
MAJOR. She's not a minor, she's a major. The law does not have to vouch for her. Her parents are not responsible for her. She is probably there because she wants to be, she says so anyways. But what age are people when we stop fighting for them, when they stop being vulnerable?
Blindness, You compell me to feel. Blindness, you compell me to find more to dig deeper to sense a greater reality than I have percieved through my sight these past decades of my life. What is there. What else is there. Show me blind love.
haha. Big, bad, tan, oiled body builder. That's what i think of when I hear the word flex. Or a little blond girl who's daddy say's - "Flex!" haha.
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