Forgotten thoughts
Finished school this spring. I'm 22 and I'm not sure where my life's headed but I hope it's some place good. :)
Finished school this spring. I'm 22 and I'm not sure where my life's headed but I hope it's some place good. :)
May we float on your happiness
May we caress the calm of your breath
May we pick the flowers that bow at your feet
Should your shoulders arch that way
Should your promise break so easily
Should your forehead bleed from cutoff thorns
Seek her deepest secret in the dawn
Seek her darkest despair, her inner nightmare
Seek her bloody fists when she fights off the scare
- Linnéa Björnfot
