From place to place,
without a sound, I feel you here, I feel you now. And now your song, resonates in me, won't let me go, mama let me be. And the stars' always shinin' tellin me they're the way, but your actions they speak louder I can't hear what you say. Maybe the answer, is that I'll never know. Which way I choose, is the right way to go. There will always be more to learn, there will always be more truth to find. In my search of truth, I lost my heart inside my mind.
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Sydne Kilberg"She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something." Archives
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