"from my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity."
-edvard munch
Friday, March 13, 2009
monster.
u know what you're doing, and you know that you're doing it to me. it doesn't phase you, and you think i don't care. but, the truth is, it hurts me more than you will ever know.
I would like to feel one with nature some day, to float up into the sky. Sometimes I swear the fields and the forrests are breathing. The wind tells me wonderful tales and when I get the right notion I swear I'm going to follow it.
i'll be taken by sunbeams
so goodbye.
some of the stuff i wrote, some of it's lyrics. either way, hope you enjoy.
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