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

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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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He calms my chaos and I fuel his fire. We are a match made between heaven and hell.
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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 have been covered in easy kisses from uneasy lips, and I know I smell weary again.
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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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You can fan the flames with hate or stroke the fire with love, either way, it’s going to burn.
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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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I will not force a pretty smile upon my face to please eyes that no longer see me.
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Pleasure or pain; I’ll take either as long as it is laced with passion.
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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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Oh my darling, you mustn’t fill up on memories alone, there is heartache and regret yet to be served.
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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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She is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.
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I have known love and I have known loss, but in the end, they both looked a lot like you.
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Moon child with your galaxy heart, cool your heels and stay awhile.
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I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
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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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I write because suicide is no longer an option.
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I promised to touch your soul. I never said it would be painless.
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You love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.
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Dance with me. Bring my demons to their knees.
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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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You can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.
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I could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.
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You load your words as I bare my chest, and this will be the most beautiful death.
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One day I will fall gracefully to pieces. Until then, I’ll just fall.
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