My Dear, my life has been well lived on the edge, but when I fell it felt like I was falling for a thousand years.
And when I got up I felt young again, I felt alive and what a beautiful thing it was; to feel defeated.
Where I no longer had to fight, the war was over and all that was left to do was love.
Drake, Robert. Black ButterFly (p. 241). (Function). Kindle Edition.
And when I got up I felt young again, I felt alive and what a beautiful thing it was; to feel defeated.
Where I no longer had to fight, the war was over and all that was left to do was love.
Drake, Robert. Black ButterFly (p. 241). (Function). Kindle Edition.
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