I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
The Sound A Formatted Heart Makes
To live amongst the magnets and wipe our souls clean. You know it’s the only way.
To live amongst the magnets and wipe our souls clean. You know it’s the only way.
Your entries inspire me to write myself. Thank you. <3
ReplyDeleteno other way can make you feel alive...
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't wipe these smudgy fingerprints off my soul for anything.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
yes.
ReplyDeleteI just found you on Google while looking for something else.
ReplyDeleteWOW... your aphorisms seem like they're meant just for me. I love it when someone can write like that.
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Thank you!
Interesting stuff. Keep writing, my pen-arm is getting lax. Need to sharpen my quill and get back to the art of channelling dreams.
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