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Driven by the moon Though I'm sustained by the sun I find some refuge in believing God will hold me when I'm done
I want to be pregnant by the ambrosial breath of life, and flit between the consuming fires of my insecurities unscathed. To rejoice in the veracious appetite for pleasure and pain
.I'm determined 
From the suffocation of checkered fear,  To the pastel brush stroke of peace.  From the wide-eyed, emotive hollowness of 3 a.m. 
When you care about something enough you do Everything you can to win it But obviously you don’t get it How can you stand there and tell me to quit it When you are not even in it I am working with a passion
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