Hiding is such a lonely thing to do.
Am I too far to hear?
Your love is my motivation to breathe.
- Michael Stephen
One lost brushstroke finds an empty canvas; spilling truth.
I am so thirsty, and I’ve given up on making this life my own. Pure and pitiful desperation mirrors my reflection, knowing that your love is the only thing I need. I don’t have to wait anymore. The flowers, heaven's eyes, my life;
Everything.
I am so thirsty, and I’ve given up on making this life my own. Pure and pitiful desperation mirrors my reflection, knowing that your love is the only thing I need. I don’t have to wait anymore. The flowers, heaven's eyes, my life;
Everything.
Your love is my motivation to breathe.
- Michael Stephen
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