KIRSTEY.

only when we are frightened, do we begin to live.

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i’ll hold my breath..

fight fires in your best clothes,
touch skin with your eyes closed,
chase thunder…
with the volume down
pack a suitcase, wander to the next town
force quit, on your losing streak
solve a riddle in a magazine, be tongue in cheek
tell me that we’re still too young,
that we’re still too young and I’ll hold my tongue..