fireflytostar

Often times I wonder that I'm paying the price of the sins for leading the rebellion against God.
          	
          	Otherwise how can someone explain that
          	
          	I'm banished into a world
          	where everthing is created from her love
          	and everything reminds me of her 
          	Which plats the fact that I can't have her in a never ending loop. 
          	
          	I close my eyes to escape
          	the beauty of this world
          	Yet I'm greeted by the sounds
          	 of birds and flow of rivers and streams
          	
          	In my futile attempt
          	to run away from this eternal torture 
          	I feel the morning dew
          	formed on grass touch my feet
          	And the wind brushing my skin 
          	Carrying her scent. 
          	
          	Desperate, I look within
          	and I hear my beating heart 
          	Like it's dancing to the tune of her voice. 
          	
          	

fireflytostar

@honeymoonarchive I feel the fool is someone who thinks others are fools. 
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iam_back_ig

I don't know if I should be popping up so randomly like this or if you remember me but hie-

fireflytostar

@iam_back_ig drop your Id if you have one, we'll catch up in the evening. 
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fireflytostar

Often times I wonder that I'm paying the price of the sins for leading the rebellion against God.
          
          Otherwise how can someone explain that
          
          I'm banished into a world
          where everthing is created from her love
          and everything reminds me of her 
          Which plats the fact that I can't have her in a never ending loop. 
          
          I close my eyes to escape
          the beauty of this world
          Yet I'm greeted by the sounds
           of birds and flow of rivers and streams
          
          In my futile attempt
          to run away from this eternal torture 
          I feel the morning dew
          formed on grass touch my feet
          And the wind brushing my skin 
          Carrying her scent. 
          
          Desperate, I look within
          and I hear my beating heart 
          Like it's dancing to the tune of her voice. 
          
          

fireflytostar

@honeymoonarchive I feel the fool is someone who thinks others are fools. 
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