From page one it has been a conglameration of beautiful words.
"I am punctuating and I am puncturing and I am punching the air with my body as my fingers press hard into the chords. Sweat, malice, and hunger pour from me. This is release, or maybe it's just a plea for release."
"I throw the chords at them, I drench them in the soundwaves, I am making time so loud that they have to hear it. I am stronger than words and I am bigger than the box I'm in, and then I see her in the crowd and I fall apart."
How's that for beautiful writing?!
~Lola~
Calvinism and My New Church
11 years ago
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