Michael Biondi

Life is like facing two mirrors at each other: There is no beginning... no end.Just the beauty within the reflected infinity

Life is like facing two mirrors at each other: There is no beginning, no end. Just the beauty within the reflected infinity

Our bodies were printed as blank pages to be filled with the ink of our hearts

They say time heals all, But time is our only enemy; breathe deep and find strength to smile tonight, for the morning may never come

Beauty Lies Within The unknown

Why spend our time searching to feel reality, when it__ the times that don__ feel real that we remember forever?

We are not from here, my dear. So:Let the flames take over our bodies,__ause I wanna merely burn with you.And we can dance until we become ashes,but don__ you dare leave me when we become pointless dust.Because this is when we canfinally blow away with the wind,back to that place where lovewas once real...

Life is beautiful. Death is astonishing.And love is the just breaths taken in between

Purity is defined by the clearness of the stars

I'm merely dying to be remembered for simply writing about my living memories

The fear of love can be replaced by the love of fear

The ink of a pen is simply the blood of a heart