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You can fan the flames with hate or stroke the fire with love, either way, it’s going to burn.

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I breathe him in so deep that when he is gone I exhale and taste him again.
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Be bold, child. You are rare and you are brazen light.
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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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We were electric together, you and me; we turned hurting each other into a goddamned symphony.
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Moon child with your galaxy heart, cool your heels and stay awhile.
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Every now and then I roam the catacombs in my head and attempt to resurrect you, and make you shiny again.
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They build ladders from my spine and they climb and they fall and they break me, and they climb again.
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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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I could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.
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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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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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One day I will fall gracefully to pieces. Until then, I’ll just fall.
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I think you were my taste of heaven after a lifetime of eating hell.
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You were a lifetime ago, yet here I am, still pulling pieces of you out of me.
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