sometimes when i’m alone, i wonder
is it a spell that i am under
keeping me from seeing the real thing?
love hurts…
but sometimes it’s a good hurt
and it feels like i’m alive
love sings
when it transcends the bad things
have a heart and try me
cause without love i won’t survive
my sanity, blending my love of music and my passion of photography with every post.
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