'welcome to your pain', she said, 'welcome to your melancholy. huddle with your solitude and soak it enveloping your soul like a wildfire until your tears scorch the skin of your cheeks.'

it's always something golden with you. blinding and brilliant and passionate with rage and lust to combust with God and his universes- melting our adulterated selves away, healing. oh, wonder in all your majestic show you remain standstill to see us glow.

i'm a sunshine, sun, sun girl. i'm a sunshine, sun, sun girl.

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ever felt the sun feed on your skin?