Floating in the air, Off of this cliff, I jump, Into this abyss, Losing sanity, To reality Where sun shines darker, Where night gets brighter; Can you meet me there? When the rain flies upward And trees grow inward; Shall we stop and stare? At the unicorns that graze In the ocean of despair; Smiling at each other Waiting for another nightmare. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
You really do like everything flipped huh? I mean, it wouldn’t matter, would it? If you’re falling, and rain is falling upwards, won’t that be the same as if you’re standing still and rain is falling downwards? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
You really do like everything flipped huh?
I mean, it wouldn’t matter, would it? If you’re falling, and rain is falling upwards, won’t that be the same as if you’re standing still and rain is falling downwards?
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It’s different.
It’s flipped.😛
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Okay 😂
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Wow! Beautiful.
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Thanks 😊
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Beautiful.
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Thanks man.
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