From @eatsleepmoresleep
eatsleepmoresleep: It wasn’t, as feet carried the body. It wasn’t beautiful in the way it should’ve been. Maybe it’s cliche’ to walk for someone, except without them.
These words don’t come, just in the same way no one can force love. If my mind had tried to write of love and lack thereof, these words would be with preconceived feelings.
The one thing I can promise, guarantee, and get in writing is that my soul is at peace. Perhaps I’ve written the one thing we all can’t relate with. Everything else will carry on as usual.
Stories will start with sunrise, hate, problems and conflict.
And always love. Not a single story has ever started with
“My soul is at peace”
- 02.06.12
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- eatsleepmoresleep
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