among beauty lilacs, i shall find her, her throbbing heart, her rugged breathing, her messed up hair, her filled up head and her empty heart. in other words, i want to find her, buried, burnt and breathing. in other worlds, i want to find her, buried, burnt but breathing. and they say, she's been broken before. — % & let's just say it's for the halo. hello halo. #theunsungquill #oof