They call me Em. Or M.
Love like you've never loved before; don't hold back. Always love a cappuccino with toast and some newspapers. Enjoy the quiet mornings. Oh and hang on tight to those heartstrings - they are all that matters! Most importantly: LOVE GOD, love people.
Let's be the salt and light of the earth
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well I'm feeling weird and down at the same time but.. what in the world caused it?
Wings of a butterfly flutter
Pitter patter pitter patter
The rain, hitting my head.
My feelings, gone with the wind
I don't feel a thing
Weirdness.
Down down down down
My hands look brown.
Happiness is drained today,
and I don't see a glimpse of day
GOD HELP ME.
Mixing my feelings in a cup,
I'm starting to feel down.
For no reason,
I feel drowned.
Making no sense in whatever I say,
I talk nothing but nonsense.
If I ever feel happy again,
It'll be the day of the saint.
Let the angels rejoice and blow their trumpets,
Yet the sounds are the music of death
Played rhytmically to the Lord's breath.
People die, people succumb to It.
The fault is theirs,
Death they deserve.
I talked about the prophecy
Which of you can attain it?
Eternity.
Sweetess..
Weird, still I feel.
What can I do to make it peel
GOD HELP ME
Amen.
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