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The world can never understand me unless they all fall in love with you too.

Buried Caesar

Let me take you to a city we’ve never before been. Let us lose ourselves in old streets until we’ve made ourselves a new home.
BURIED CAESAR

City Home Lose Ourselves Travel
Love in a life is a light in the dark.
BURIED CAESAR

Darkness Life Light Love
Pull me close when the light gives way to dark. Hold me tight until the stars all burn away. Dance with me to the rhythm of our hearts.
BURIED CAESAR

Dance Darkness Heart Light Love Ourselves Stardom
Reserve the language of sculpture for the art of sculpture. Lest you confuse beauty with the shape of a jaw or art with the size of a stomach.
BURIED CAESAR

Art Beauty Language Reserve Sculpture Stomach Yourself
You ask me what is love and I’ll tell you I know not. You ask me if I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I once did. You ask me how I know I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I just know.
BURIED CAESAR

Love Myself Question Unknown
You can make my chest swell with joy and cave with pain but peace is something I taught myself. Chest swelling chest caving with each new breath of fresh air.
BURIED CAESAR

Breathe Joy Pain Peace Yourself
You and I are the greatest love story ever untold.
BURIED CAESAR

Break Up Greatness Love
The machines greed knows no limits.
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Greed Limitation Machine
Curves on a body are invitations to desire. Embrace them wherever they are.
BURIED CAESAR

Body Desire Invitation Self Love Sex Temptation Yourself
You met me whole and left me broken.
BURIED CAESAR

Break Yourself
You are more than anything and everything that has happened to you.
BURIED CAESAR

Hard Time Struggle Yourself
I don’t need you to myself in order to love you as my own.
BURIED CAESAR

Love Need Order Yourself
I will shed a tear for the person I once was but I will never be sorry for the person I am.
BURIED CAESAR

Myself Person Sorry Tears
You can love the way you look but still hate the way you are.
BURIED CAESAR

Hate Love Way Yourself
The eye of the storm is the stillest part. There is calm at the centre of a cyclone. There is hush in the middle of a hurricane. The window of joy we shared was the eye of our storm.
BURIED CAESAR

Calm Eyes Ourselves Share Storm Window
Nothing is ever black and white but I’m sick and tired of all the grey area.
BURIED CAESAR

Black Myself Sick White

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