My veins run bone dry
They no longer run with you
And my heart is a falling parachute
I let your sweet air surge through me
As I stand looking at the open sky
With my hands wide open
And my heart wide shut.
Heavily, but healthily addicted to acoustics and sound. Frequently bursts into song. Sometimes her songs are a lost cause. That fact never stops her. God is her life. Friends are her passion. Music is what keeps her going. Love is her final destination.
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