Where did she go?
Wandering in a sea of abyss?
From the words off his lips?
Like a gypsy moving with the wind?
What hath sailed?
Lies foretold we reminisce?
Love is rare like an eclipse?
Reasons we can’t comprehend?
Maybe you’re lying dormant
Winter’s a time to cool
Maybe I’m not important
When others give you fuel
I wish I could remember my own worth
I’m like your shadow always following
Be the one you’re living for on earth
Instead a ghost always wallowing
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I WANT TO SEE WHAT YOU SEE / LOVE WHAT YOU LOVE ❤️

I miss making photography. I hope I’m in a space to do so again this lifetime.
Apparently Kat Von D denounced her witchery and burned all her witchcraft books and got baptized yet still performs with stripper polls on stage.
I like the baptism and burning of the books.
I’d rather see her follow Christ and listen to the Cure than be all Satanic.
Can we talk about how the Bible has been re-written to be Satanic tho?
Now I need to wash out my tongue for mentioning the Unholy One.
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