Disintegrate 


I hope the walls of feathers I’ve built around my heart come crashing down
I pray the well of love never runs dry
I pray the shadows around my fickle desires get blinded by the light
I hold the key to all my doors and I have the right to be who I want
It doesn’t matter what they see or say
Sometimes the only push we need is to realize who we really are and what we already have.

Picture; psdvault.com

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