Cloudy Rivers, let me love you., He walked around on his skinned feet, leaving...

Cloudy Rivers, let me love you.

He walked around on his skinned feet, leaving bloody footprints up and down the corridors, looking for someone to love him.

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—	The Anatomy of Desire by John L’Heureux

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Lover. Fighter. Gypsy. Writer. Artist. I'm down like south with my heart hangin out. I like naps, music, thinking and being awesome ♥ Austin, TX

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were -- I have not seen
...As others saw -- I could not bring
My passions from a common spring --
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow -- I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone --
And all I lov'd -- I lov'd alone --

Edgar Allan Poe

Cloudy Rivers. I love art, music, creepy things, random stuff, deep thoughts (especially Jack Handey's) and naps. This page is full of my loves, hates, rants, raves, whispers, pleas, cries, yells, fears, dreams, secrets, exposés, wilting, withering, enriching, indulging, growing, blooming, bleeding, soul-bearing, heart-wrenching, flesh-crawling, mind-bleeding, body-tingling, high moments, low moments and everything in between...