Liv Mealone is an insomniac who draws inspiration from real life experiences of her own and of other people who are closely associated with her. She writes her verses during the wee hours of the morning while trying to tire her eyes out so she could sleep.
She loves God, she loves life, and she loves love.
She is inspired by sorrow more than joy, by wrath more than warmth, by romance more than love. But a mixture of all pairs is the best inspiration of all!
If I am the night
You are a beautiful dream that leaves me wanting for more
If I am the plain old blue sky
You were the orange, cotton soft cirrus of my sunset.
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I was dreaming you were singing me a song tonight
It says "You can no longer pretend that we're just friends
When I have already been inside of you."
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As a baby
Fear was none...
... maybe crying when I'm hungry or wet or not cuddled or not sensing the familiar scent of my mom's bosom...
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dati ay isang saglit ng kahapon
dagling nilimot, sa ala-ala ibinaon
dati ay hangin na takot nang umihip
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