Dance with me. Bring my demons to their knees.
NICOLE LYONSI breathe him in so deep that when he is gone I exhale and taste him again.
More Nicole Lyons Quotes
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And now I wander. Forever searching for the pieces of me I should have never given away.
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I drink to the ones that can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
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Whatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.
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Poetry is the loveliest art. It has a wretched way of revealing our own character when we think we are judging the poets.
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And that is the nature of us poets and whores, to make things hard: dicks, choices, life.
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I think you were my taste of heaven after a lifetime of eating hell.
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She is love, and a little fucking unstoppable.
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I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
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I am world of uncertainties disguised as a girl.
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I think I saw you again in the moonlight tonight, and I swear I could taste the hints of it alll.
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You can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.
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Too many times I have given this heart away, I am afraid it is no longer mine.
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Pleasure or pain; I’ll take either as long as it is laced with passion.
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The tide has pulled the storm from my soul again. But in all that is right or wrong and pure, there is you, and your stunning ability to blur the lines and just be.
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He was all dangerous eyes and beautiful lies, but I ached. for him to lie to me some more.
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I will not force a pretty smile upon my face to please eyes that no longer see me.
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He was exactly like hitting a red light during a killer streak of green.
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Be patient with me, dear heart. The art of loving is a peculiar business when one has spent an eternity hating themselves.
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If I had known our last kiss was to be our last kiss, I would have kissed you as if it was our first.
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I swear if I were to rip myself open, it wouldn’t be blood that poured out of me, it would be him.
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She tasted like wildflowers; crushed, wet wild flowers carried in sticky palms through farmers’ fields, just before dawn.
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I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
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Sometimes love is nothing more than a sticky web; illusions spun, from clever minds and bitter hearts.
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Melancholy- My longest of lost lovers has returned to dance with me Again I loved him; intensely.
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I drink to the ones who can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
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Some souls were never meant to be content.
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