when you love with your hands and love with your body, you give it your all. your worth and your being encrested into one single instrument of life. then the promises are broken and you don't know wha to think. you look at yourself and nothing seems to make sense anymore. you're on the brink of non-existence. reality as you knew it ceases and nothing seems true anymore.. you are wilting, you are dying away.
when you love with your hands and love with your body, you give it your all. your worth and your being encrested into one single instrument of life. then the promises are broken and you don't know wha to think. you look at yourself and nothing seems to make sense anymore. you're on the brink of non-existence. reality as you knew it ceases and nothing seems true anymore.. you are wilting, you are dying away.