She'll sing me to sleep tonight. I know she will.
She has for years.
Dreams crash against me like waves frustrated by steadfast rocks, stubborn in their pride.
And like them, I do not move.
Our pulses screaming through our chests tell us, "this is it"
This is it. But we lay heavy and we do not move.
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As Iron Sharpens Iron
About Me
- Seaner
- I am infinite, Or so I'd like to believe, sometimes I believe that we are all destined for something better, sometimes I believe we are destined for dirt. Sometimes I'd just like to believe.
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