July 2012
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Stops Along The Way: Free write →
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Flying so high with the birds in the sky but I can’t get any closer to the sun These clay made hands of a self made man buy a diamond crown to steal my air Oh the royalties of love if only legs knew Elmer’s and feet knew the cobble stone streets of forever And the dreams of my womb were…
AHHHH WRITE QUISIA WRITE!!!!! <3
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Mr. False Pretence, you don’t make sense
I just don’t know you
But...
– Amy Winehouse - Take the Box
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