My thoughts are those that people wish not to discuss. Therefore I write and let my words fall into the shadows of a closed book. For there they remain safe and frozen for my mind to recover in due time. For my soul recognizes it as a cousin. A past of comfort where as others do not wish to reach such a depth in conversation. For people fear the discussion of possibilities or a time consuming thought process. We live so much for instant gratification, no one has time to talk anymore. this world has become so lacking in true companionship, no one cares to look at the embodiment beside them and learn from another mind.
This is a sad state, a very grotesque place to end up living in.
I am ever in search for souls, real souls that are willing to sit on the ground, and chat up about doubts, about dreams, about anything.
trouble, trouble, trouble dwells in the bottom of my passion driven heart.
Love and let love my friends, love and let love.
Embrace a moment of silence, the lyrics of a song, the music you hate, the people you wish you had never met, the love that once was, embrace embrace embrace the trouble that comes your way throughout the day.
Should we hike those skirts of ours up?
I don't know, but embrace the day.
even the most troubled of them.
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