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She looked like a religious icon, like somebody you'd sacrifice yourself for. In the crooks of your body, I find my religon. Her beauty was like the edge of a very sharp knife. You wrap your name tight around my ribs And keep me warm. I was born for you.
Pg. 195
Time was both passing too fast and not fast enough.
I was just randomly opening a page from this book after reading it and this quote popped. This is what I am currently feeling. It is just amazing how the universe understands me more.
Does anybody have the same sentiments?
"the tired sunsets and the tired people-it takes a lifetime to die and no time at all".
–Charles Bukowski