Yawns Echo In Empty Rooms And Empty Heads

Honesty is the most common form of death.. at least when our souls are concerned. Every single hero was alone until they finally made a name for themselves. Let us all be so fortunate.

No one cares about the construction of the building. It's all about how tall it stands at the end. Just the final product. Sometimes letting someone go can be like gaining a clear view of reality... Sometimes you just have to raise the blinds... and sometimes the blinds are your own eyelids. Obstructing what's real is nothing new. It's so much easier to look away.

Some see it as having no hand to hold at all. Most need to learn that it's no hand to hold you down... or back.

I carry creativity within that can't be squeezed like a sponge. It's more like waiting for a volcano to erupt. My dormant periods teach me so much about my surroundings. Don't confuse me for a facade. I will never be a skyline you can depend on. There is so much more boiling within that is beyond explanation. The real me is lava laced with creativity. I can't control the bursts, I just want to be on your side when the wind catches.

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