I miss you. Deep in the stillness, I can hear you speak.You're still an inspiration, can it be?That you are the forever love, watching over me from aboveFly me up to where you are, beyond the distant starI wish upon tonight,to see you smileif only for a while, to know you're thereA breath away's not far. To where you are.
Danj
made with glue
10:41 PM
I have a thing for rockets and flying away. Magic. Stars and how beautiful they are. Your eyes. They shine brighter. And light.
Daniel Joshua
Saints rugby
future professional drummer
The greatest tragedy of modern life is that we live our days in quiet desperation.
All our little bottled insecurities are the real issues tormenting us. It is these personal issues, together with our minor everyday problems, that fills a little vaccum in ourselves; a vaccum that determines the goals we set in our lives. How we seperate ourselves from the mainstream fodder.
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