the mighty fall, oh how the mighty fall in love.
Request for daisiescas
I thought I was more important, more effective than I am.
That I could fix everything.
And now all I can do is keep running.
When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
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cas and books in 9x11 ｡◕ ‿ ◕｡