The Picture of How Things Work

Tattoo my heart onto the flesh of what is real. Let the living world wear my love so I may learn to grow closer to what cures instead of kills. Ink my truest inner beat onto your already dancing feet. A bliss-bumping boogie seeking the pure eureka of a unified sweetness. Emblazon all my positivity onto the skin of possibility. Don’t wanna be the picture of how things work when they don’t work out for what is best.

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