The light wraps you in its mortal flame.
Abstracted pale mourner, standing that way
against the old propellers of the twighlight
that revolves around you.
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ice cold beers accompanied by a bowl of wedges with hot sauce, while watching the world go by.

sometimes you find the strangest things.

where you are is where you’ll stay
no room in my movie so out you go

Do my tears of mourning sink beneath the sun
Shes got herself a universe gone quickly
For the call of thunder threatens everyone

And I feel like I just got home.

I want to be inspired
I want to hear voices
I want to breathe fire