When your heart burns brighter than the sun and your mind is filled with joy.
And when your heart weighs heavier than lead and your mind is numb with the pain.
When you live, and love, and you are at peace with who you are and nothing really matters.
And when you exist, and it hurts that that's all you're doing. The world is on your shoulders.
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Iridescence
ПоэзияA compilation of the things I do when I can't sleep i.e. listen to music and try to write poetry and epigrams and shit
