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So, I thought this was cool.. My druid sign is a Willow Tree...

The hardy and flexible Willow bends without breaking. Its supple beauty is graceful and calming. Yet it is not Willows' looks that attract people; it is Willows' unique singularity that makes this sign stand out. Willow people are full of mystery and inexplicable charm, and that is the main reason why they are always surrounded by admirers.

The Willow Tree is usually associated with water, as it is often found in watery environments. Those creatures that typically surround water are thought to be more spiritually and psychically connected, and so many of the people born under this sign are highly intuitive, and they follow their intuition more than they would follow logic. The Willow Tree is a powerful sign, despite its fragile appearance.

Willows are highly emotional and very responsive to physical sensations; they are very sensually oriented. They enjoy bathing in the sun, basking in the cool water, and inhaling exotic aromas. Willow Tree people are more inclined to trust their feelings than their logic. Although they seem to be gentle and defenseless, in reality they are tough and determined people. It may not always be obvious, but Willows are almost always pursuing a goal, which they tend to keep top-of-mind.

Willow people are quite reserved; they don't like to order others around. At the same time, they can lose their tact unexpectedly and may say something they will regret later. Remaining Willows' friend is not an easy task. Willows don't accept compromises and never change their habits; even for the people they love the most.

When it comes to asking for help Willows can be very persistent and straightforward; but as soon as their problem gets resolved, Willows would go right back into their dream state of mind. They will keep emotional distance with others as long as they are not in need. It may be very tempting to reach out and help a weak and dependent Willow; but it may turn out that Willow is only putting on a game. People of this sign are usually capable of dealing with their own problems, but what for? There are plenty of people willing to resolve Willow's issues!

Willows despise dull, everyday feelings. They tend to blow things out of proportion; they tend to exaggerate every single emotion. Even if they don't admit it, Willow people are masochists. They yearn for heartache; they feed off the suffering; they thrive in separation. They would do anything to feel more alive.

Lights and Sounds

Feeling amped Let's take it back to camp I'll show you what's it's all about Hip bones jutting out Don't forget to scream and shout About it. Don't you know how I feel Because this is reality but it's not real You know I'm a big deal One day I'll go far See my name in lights like a shining star It's wearing off, I'm wearing thin Let's just hope I keep my real skin

Feels

It’s hard knowing what to feel Because nothing ever seems real But this sinking feeling Held up by a thin string That’s roped around my neck so tight When all I want is to pack up and take flight Down South for the winter This cold is too bitter

I’d rather see myself in golden California Smoking a cigarette filled with marijuana But that’s what got me in this mess So it’s time to put this to the test Just don’t ask the price I paid I must live with my quiet rage With standards so low, my day was just made Saved a bee drowning in my drink I want to fly but all I do is sink You can’t sting my flesh You’re kind of pain would leave me feeling refreshed

To think where I’d be without love Even when I always think I’m not enough Things aren’t perfect, but you’ve put me in limbo It’s better than hell, better than suicide, so Where do we go from here? I’m spilling lines that aren’t ever clear.

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Night

When it's time to sleep, the midnight seekers come out to play Keep the fire, boys with tired eyes get thrown in the ashtray I've got Tina tinkering and tweaking on the couch to my right With her vacant eyes, and yet, such delight So tell me what the media says to that Or you can take a chance to see where it’s really at Airbrushed magazines at gasoline pumps romanticize And fantasize anything for a knock-out story, I know

All I’ve heard for the past seven hours Is constant conversation with sharp fixation Of useless information about certain creation Like the concept of time while I scribble this rhyme Over the doors of perception I will forever climb Because society is wrong and reality is yours for the taking And making an experience So here’s some coherence I know you’ve been so curious about

These are regular people And the least bit of evil So smart, it’s an art Craving knowledge all the way back from the start Who analyze all the fine print In still bodies with mouths that sprint

The Drinking Game

A wise friend once asked me Do you drink to remember, Or do you drink to forget? Me? I drink to sever and dismember All that fills my head with regret Those pieces in my mind that remind What I had in front of eyes so blind

I drink to forget my name It’s numbness takes away the constant pain Long enough to spark a bigger flame And watch another life blow up in smoke Right in my face And tether the tides Washed up in the storm on every side

I drink to forget it all Where I was this time last fall Where this beaten road says I’m going As long as I keep empty money flowing For all that’s about to start blowing My way in this Winter Wonderland of snow and ice Just gotta keep up with the price

I’m tripping all over my broken bottles And empty promises that started to rot On the inside, like my insides I drink to remember who I’m not

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I'm such a cutie when you give me beer 🍻

You will never find peace in me When you long for the touch of someone else’s Fingers slipping and sliding throughout your veins Riding on the tides that turned

Washed out, my eyes be closed Since whenever you stopped looking at me the same And there’s no one to blame But myself for misguided actions Like kissing scars and running with wolves With the moon on my mind I fake my breaking smile Sweet mistake, stay a while