Look who's digging their own grave.
"Empty hearts on fire" ; she says.
"I cannot make my anger beautiful,
I cannot make my pain sweet."
Do you want to know something?
The idea behind the kaleidoscope is that it's a structure,
that's filled with broken bits and pieces.
And somehow if you can look through them, you can still see something beautiful.
We are not the dirt we are planted in,
We are the light and the water we nourish ourselves from.
We are the flowers we choose to be.
So open your eyes wide,
And take all of this in.
Inhale through your heart,
And when you exhale...
- You exist. // ~ Hail
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