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fetalinjury:

I’ve waited for this moment All my life and more And now I see so clearly What I could not see before. The time is now or never This chance won’t come again Throw caution and myself to the wind. There’s no promise of safety with these secondhand wings But I’m willing to find out what impossible means. A leap of faith. Parody of an angel Miles above the sea I hear the voice of reason Screaming up to me “You flew too high, for now you’re too close to the sun Soon your makeshift wings will come undone” But how will I know limits from life if I never try? There’s no promise of safety with these secondhand wings But I’m willing to find out what impossible means. Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me. Nothing to me Nothing to me I will touch the sun or I will die trying. Die trying. Fly on these secondhand wings Willing to find out what impossible means Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me Nothing to me Means nothing to me Miles above the sea.

the wonderfulness that is my sister. i’m so proud of her. mom and dad are going to have a pair of tatted up daughters.

fetalinjury:

I’ve waited for this moment
All my life and more
And now I see so clearly
What I could not see before.
The time is now or never
This chance won’t come again
Throw caution and myself to the wind.

There’s no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
But I’m willing to find out what impossible means.
A leap of faith.

Parody of an angel
Miles above the sea
I hear the voice of reason
Screaming up to me
“You flew too high, for now you’re too close to the sun
Soon your makeshift wings will come undone”

But how will I know limits from life if I never try?

There’s no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
But I’m willing to find out what impossible means.
Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams
Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me.
Nothing to me
Nothing to me

I will touch the sun or I will die trying.
Die trying.

Fly on these secondhand wings
Willing to find out what impossible means
Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams
Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me
Nothing to me
Means nothing to me
Miles above the sea.

the wonderfulness that is my sister. i’m so proud of her. mom and dad are going to have a pair of tatted up daughters.

(via fetalinjury-deactivated20120122)

Posted: Thu August 4th, 2011 at 8:44am
Originally posted by fetalinjury-deactivated20120122.
Tagged: thrice tattoo sister
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