I miss poetry.
I read soft words today for the first time in months.
It felt like breathing.
I've turned my life into a celebration of logic.
Logic is unnatural.
Only beauty is real.
Something I've tried to forget.
I want to be where there are flowers.
And I want to breathe without considering it.
Why so much understanding?
Oh, little bird, your wings aren't meant to be a shelter.
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kingdom:
so i was at uc santa barbara last week. it is so close to the beach! also they have flowers there.
malloreigh:
you seem pretty awesome.