★☆ The life that I live, I am;
Seanna Aileen Miese. This thing that can not be the question that I ask is 'If'. 'If' is more then I can see but the beautiful child cry. The trees dead were they lie
all was lost, all is found once you are in the ground.
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🧩 My Beautifully-Chaotic.
Have a dream within a dream but now I fly high like never before. Like the bird that canʼt soar, I lose the light from the candle. The thing it cant hide my own fate, the irror is broken in to thousand peaces. And now see only parts of me.
I trying to tame the wild beast, I lose the reason why I bleed. Love is lost, hate is found the pain does not make a sound. And now you look at me with eyeless eyes. you don't see the real me, I can hide what is inside. Life is more then I want right now, chaos is not what i vowed. I still look at what is in front like the hawk on the hunt. I try to shake these lost dream it stands like the dark ghost. He has came for me it seems. My life is a party with out a host. The life I live is an unloved passion.