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Eyeliner was worn by the Gods; But lipstick is the Devil's creation.

Come back, or get out.

The loudest room will be the one my secrets are whispered in.

I speak commotion, initiating earthquakes inside and outside and upside and downside. The roar of long sentences has been known to uproot trees ..

You broke my heart and took my words away. Now I sit with my liver on my sleeve, and a mouth full of cotton.

To me, young spring, your heart is a blossom. An innocent, inspiring bud of life. I thank you for letting me warm it. For; The finest words..

Stating Self Exploration.

Out of my body