Truth
And truth comes sailing. All I can see is fragments
Pieces of love and comfort pushes like a gentle wave. And I surf into the beach still standing, when I do my walk on Earth
Sometimes truth seems fading. I can only create my own, based on the essence of that gentle push
This is my magic, my creation, based on what I see
Oh let me believe in Love
and see you
Art and Text by Swallows and Ladybirds
Oct 22, 2016
Sep 20, 2016
Together our minds are music
My mind
walks in the labyrinth
of whom I became
and the Flycatcher eats the dead end streets in me
and the Flycatcher eats the dead end streets in me
Together our minds are music
Music spiral
faster through the streets in this galaxy
and labyrinths become roses
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