Welcome to my life. This “longer version” of my work is fucking so good. Esp. This part, I love the rhyming! I want to learn to paint so I can paint for you. I want to learn to sing so I can sing for you. I want to learn to write songs so they can be about you. I want to hold art in my hand and control it just so I can create visual metaphors for your beauty. Don’t ever lose hope. Even when it’s dark, the stars still come out. Me? I’m used to being tired and bloody, but you believed that I could be somebody.
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Welcome to my life. This “longer version” of my work is fucking so good.

Esp. This part, I love the rhyming!

I want to learn to paint so I can paint for you.
I want to learn to sing so I can sing for you.
I want to learn to write songs so they can be about you.
I want to hold art in my hand and control it
just so I can create visual metaphors for your beauty.

Don’t ever lose hope.
Even when it’s dark,
the stars still come out.

Me? I’m used to being tired and bloody,
but you believed that I could be somebody.

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  6. forget-me-notsandmarigolds said: What?? Just why? That last part was just awful. Wow.
  7. lifeinthearctic said: oh gross. =/
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