The beauty of the soul
As I walk down the hall,.. I look around. There is something about the beauty of another person.. you just want to capture it, and make it your own. The warmth of them.. you just want a peice of it.. to be yours and make it special.
I love days when I can look at the world and the people in it that way. Most of the time I just look at them and see death and stupidity though… -H.
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