10:27am September 28, 2014

Shenanigans

madeofpatterns:

You surround me with smoke

But I can see you

And you can make me believe that I’m horrible

And you can make me grovel and break

But you can’t do it forever

And my friends are here

And they can see you even when I can’t

We are learning to see through glamor

We are learning to make light

And to hold each other up when there is no light

And to find trust, and hands that are safe to hold

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