lets be mischief
because there is nothing else
nothing else to be good for
so touch me
dont let me go
for i will surely be lost
in the decrescendo
in the dark
dont let me go
cause i wont come back
I am broken like everyone else on this earth. Understanding is my gift, and I have a passion for singing. Blank scrabble pieces are my worst nightmare, and writing music is my dream. I love to dance, but not synchronized steps. Over thinking things is a skill of mine, and I wish I read more. My head stays firmly planted on my shoulders, and over the years I have come to admire loyalty, faith, and courage. One day I hope to master one of these, or at least attempt to recreate all three.
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