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When the sky begins to fall, you got to stop lifting the earth and repair the sky.
Feelings are buses traveling from heart to heart.
In the war called love hearts are minefields.
The heart is in a voice box in the rib-cage.
Life is a diving board above the river of death
Life is a toll road but to ride on the highway of death is free.
Earth is a flower that we water with our tears.
We eat forbidden fruits or red herrings.
The universal currency is suffering.
She was crucified in the cross of his arms
I moved to your heart because I lost my mind.
Ideas with Ink 