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I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.

Nicole Lyons

He was exactly like hitting a red light during a killer streak of green.
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Himself Kill Light
Sometimes love is nothing more than a sticky web; illusions spun, from clever minds and bitter hearts.
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Heart Illusion Love Mindset
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
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
One day I will fall gracefully to pieces. Until then, I’ll just fall.
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Death Fall Grace Myself Pieces
On paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.
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Heart Kill Myself Paper Time Word
Melancholy- My longest of lost lovers has returned to dance with me Again I loved him; intensely.
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Dance Intense Lost Love Myself Return
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
Moon child with your galaxy heart, cool your heels and stay awhile.
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Children Heart Moon Stay Yourself
They build ladders from my spine and they climb and they fall and they break me, and they climb again.
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Break Build Myself Support
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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Healing Help Myself Shine Travel Yourself
I have God in my words and the devil in my ear, and a sister who keeps telling me to find my magic.
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Devil God Magic Myself Sister Word
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
He calms my chaos and I fuel his fire. We are a match made between heaven and hell.
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Calm Fire Heaven Hell Himself
I promised to touch your soul. I never said it would be painless.
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Myself Pain Promise Soul Touch
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

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