But there comes
A point
When enough
Is enough
Circles
Enough of you
is
too much
Too much of you
is
never enough
(Originally Posted 25.04.2019)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
But there comes
A point
When enough
Is enough
Circles
Enough of you
is
too much
Too much of you
is
never enough
(Originally Posted 25.04.2019)
Love’s a fickle thing 😉 ❤
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Indeed it is 🖤🖤
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Like cones that open and close with the changing weather.
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Indeed 🖤
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I wonder what is this about? I imagine it to be about dark circles. 😉
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Cone is a hardly enough thing, it’s bottomless and rise and fall ever so predictable.
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Very true 🖤
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It’s always about dark circles 😉🤪🖤
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😄
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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👍🖤
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