Day 7
day 7
slanted branches, in its own perfect. a blood orange core and soul, losing pieces every so often late to bloom, last to leave. an eternal self-actualization, seeing the same place. the repetitive vicinity, ever so changing through its eyes.
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Adele before performing at the Royal Albert Hall in 2011
day 1
my hands tremble all the world comes crashing down the tiny shards cut my skin they cause pain & suffering how can i endure? everlasting hurt; manufactured when will i overcome?
day 14
the manor, sitting in its own glory. although the glory doesn't last forever. its lengthy driveway sits in silence, not used to its previous venture.
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She says, babe, you look so cool //
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