Building now from the bottom up

It runneth over, yes my cup

I didn’t want to be found, so I slipped underground

Most people don’t like to be alone with their thoughts, it can be scary indeed, not liking what you see

As for me I’ve grown fond of my miseries…No longer sting only bringing pleasantries

The other end of this red string

I can not see…where will it lead?

I love surprise passengers…

By Empirical Earth Angel

I came into this world with a fiery disposition, headstrong, only to be stifled by unconscious generational traumas. Now I am here, my fire has returned and I'm trying to live a dream like life, the life that's been waiting for me for years, years beyond your wildest imaginations...won't you walk with me...

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