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We were electric together, you and me; we turned hurting each other into a goddamned symphony.

Nicole Lyons

I have been covered in easy kisses from uneasy lips, and I know I smell weary again.
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Easy Kiss Lips Myself
You can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.
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Tame Woman Yourself
I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
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Break Myself Yourself
And now I wander. Forever searching for the pieces of me I should have never given away.
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Deep Forever Myself Pieces Search
You can fan the flames with hate or stroke the fire with love, either way, it’s going to burn.
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Burn Fan Fire Flame Hate Love Yourself
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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Art Character Judgement Love Poet Poetry Reveal Thinking
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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Blood Himself Love Myself
Oh my darling, you mustn’t fill up on memories alone, there is heartache and regret yet to be served.
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Alone Heart Memories Myself Regret Service
I like my soul when it touches yours; winter turns to summer and my nightmares become dreams.
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Dreams Love Myself Relationship Soul Summer Touch Yourself
You love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.
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Break Heart Love Perfection Yourself
How recklessly we turn from strangers and blindly back to lovers, to nothing.
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Love Path Relationship Stranger Travel
The deepest pain I ever felt was denying my own feelings to make everyone else comfortable.
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Comfortable Feeling Myself Pain
She tasted like wildflowers; crushed, wet wild flowers carried in sticky palms through farmers’ fields, just before dawn.
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Carry Flower Hands Herself Instagram Captions Morning Taste Wild
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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Drink Myself Sleep Soul
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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Business Forever Hate Heart Love Myself Patience
I have known love and I have known loss, but in the end, they both looked a lot like you.
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Break Up End Loss Love Myself Yourself

We were electric together, you and me; we turned hurting each other into a goddamned symphony.

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