My Untouchable Face

The effortless nature of the unreliable narrator

~ Tuesday, February 28 ~

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One day I’m gonna give up writing and just paint

One day I’m gonna give up painting and just sing

One day I’m gonna give up singing and just sit

One day I’m gonna give up sitting and just breathe

One day I’m gonna give up breathing and just die

One day I’m gonna give up dying and just love

One day I’m gonna give up loving and just write

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