We don't live for the beauty
But for the disasters
The thrill in our veins
As the end becomes nearer
The thrill and the rush
Is why we are living
Not the safety and calmness
That I'm always hearing
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fiercetigress (
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The thrill in my veins comes for the love of music, words, nature, family and friends.
nice one 🙂
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