My Choice Is What I Choose To

Every Moral Has A Story, Every Story Has And End. Every Battle Has Its Glory, And Its Consequence.

I Don't Know How To Not Become Every Person I Walk By.

I'm A Living Sunset, Lightning In My Bones.

These Eyes Weren't Made For Crying, This Love Wasn't Made To Waste. These Arms Weren't Made For Battle, But To Share In Your Embrace.

It Just Takes A Pebble To Bring Down A Good Man.