Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
The wayward ones
If we all have different ideas of what is "okay" then we must all be okay. Except, perhaps, for those who do as all of the others do, cuz they're just following someone else's dreams. That's kinda not okay. But that's just my dream. Carry on!
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