This isn't a dream.

You can take everything I have. You can break everything I am. Like I’m made of glass. Like I’m made of paper. Go on and try to tear me down. I will be rising from the ground. Like a skyscraper.
As the smoke clears. I awaken and untangle you from me. Would it make you feel better. To watch me while I bleed?. All my windows still are broken. But I’m standing on my feet. ♥

April 1, 2012 3:55 pm

(Source: synodik, via fabianprado)

 
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