THE MEDITATION OF MY HEART

TC; Random

This moment is all that you ask of me, I can either give it to you, or turn it into a fist and try to keep it to myself, and fail.

Living, breathing deity, immigrant from heaven, you spin the future on your finger, but when you cry, you show just how human you really are.

Hell is the wound that never heals. Heaven is the party that never comes to an end.

The problem is man.

Even the strongest believer, can have a moment of weakness.

I would rather stand next to someone for the right reasons and alone for the wrong ones.-A some kind of wonderful

You break his heart, I’ll break your face.-A some kind of wonderful

You look good wearing my future-A some kind of wonderful

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