



Pretty words & perfectly constructed sentences mean nothing without the emotions behind them pouring haphazardly on to the paper. What do you think, about my desire to spark a bonfire in the dead of the night, & burn the embers of everything? How do you feel about the swirling colours & flashing buildings, blurring as they pass our frozen bodies. Too caught up in here & now. Clocks are chiming midnight & your soul's still shining colours luminious golds & silvers. There's thousand of ways to tell the world how you feel. Don't stop trying to shine, never stop glowing. It's all going to be, just fine.