I will write. I will love. I will discover. I will reveal. I will be a leaf on the wind, they will watch me soar. I will not be unmoved by beauty. I will not be defeated by defeat. I will find you. I will be heard.
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Exit Strategy
"We are each other's cocoons, and we are monsters waiting to morph into beautiful, wondrous beings."
"But I don't want to cut through you."
She dug her nails in deep and ripped his skin apart.
The light in her eyes became a lightness in his heart.
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