Now that I've been made new, I'm no longer my own. To you I can not promise that I won't fall, but between the flick of the switch and the start of your dreams I promise to remain.
Looking back, I'm pretty sure that this has all been prepared with exact precision, much like the wrinkles near your wrist while you sleep. No more naps in fighter planes and submarines. Baby worlds that are no longer at war.
Watching for meteor showers to appear as a million Magnificent Miles across the sky. When she said to "look out for love" did you take it as a warning, or a request? Me too.
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We will forever be a community of writers asking you to fall in (love) or be taken (hostage.) We only want to make you smile, and encourage you to pick up the pen, or start using those fingers on your keyboard!
