
destiny in those wild eyes
– butterflies rising
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all that
destiny in those wild eyes,
and so much passion in that
wild heart
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give me
your tender and your fire…
all of it broken open, nothing less.
the stretching of your heart walls and all those
flowers growing from your chest.
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give me your tender and your fire. your angst
and ache and wild mess. all of it broken open,
nothing less. i want passion and raw vulnerability…
the stretching of your heart walls and all those
flowers growing from your chest.
– butterflies rising
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“she’s not coming back.”
a 4-word story for the boy
who mistakenly thought she’d never
realize her worth and walk away
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“i’m not coming back.”
a 4-word story for the one who
mistakenly thought i’d never realize
my worth and walk away
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i could get lost
in all the little ways
you carry love, and carry light,
and hold so much
goodness in your being,
you are a golden thing
in this heavy, heavy world,
and everything feels new
when i look at you
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the way your
fingers fall in mine,
and how your heart is
racing wild,
and how my heart is
racing wild…
i just feel so alive
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