Beyond our lives, and beyond our imaginations;
Beauty thrives in love.
A single, simple melody of undying retention.
Speak a million languages.
To quote such smooth and soft words....rolling off your tongue.
Almost seems like sweet, sweet lies.
Oh...to wake up in a nice place...a field of tall grass..
Enveloped in cloud like flowers, roots intertwined in your hair.
The smell of sweet, sweet wheat grass.
Such dreams...such dreams make me cry.
its pretty intense and pretty expensive too!! Thank god for the parents who are helping me out:) If it werent for them then i would probably be like the typical american child kicked out at 18 barely making ends meet and barely able to go to school.
Good luck with art school!! I would so much love to have a reunion:)
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