Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Really Bad Writing

The feeling of loneliness comes with power. But sometimes our hearts need a warmer touch to reach the exceeding energy it has to light up this world.
I've grown fond of your silhouette, and it brings me nights with dreams of purity and passion. I still fear to reach out completely and break free of this shell i've built, but this could be a time of enlightment; a time when I learn to love again.
I'm sure appreciation of your beauty is a sign of affection, and how my body goes rush after rush with the image of your thoughts.
Life might turn scary some nights, but at least tonight it has made me believe in good and all that is you coming along with it.

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