The power of words always leaves me breathless....
And I feel it's presence with my every being. I can't concentrate because it nibbles at my every thought. I feel it burning deep within. It's like a pleasurable pain that lingers, a pain I know I created.
You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened... Or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuk on...
"When you come to the end of all the light you know, and it's time to step into the darkness of the unknown, Faith is knowing that one of two things will happen - "Either you will be given something solid to stand on or you will be taught to fly"
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