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To me there was only ever you!

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Like her name, some people are best left scrouged on the skin.
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Herself Name People Skin
I held my breath underwater and felt surrender in my lungs; maybe this too counts as love.
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Breathe Count Love Myself Surrender
After healing I’ll run back to her – of course this poem demands a brutal ending!
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Brutal Demand End Healing Myself Poem Run
All through the depression, I was the soft toy in the hands of a baby with sharp teeth.
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Children Depression Hands Myself Soft
Either the jump or the drown, loving her has always readied me for the fire.
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Drown Fire Herself Love Myself Preparation
What if love has always been the quench and the fire? or perhaps all we need to lose to find all we need to have?
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Fire Lose Love Need Philosophy
I guess we all understand the love language fine; but maybe truth is we’re just too fluent in goodbyes.
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End Goodbye Language Love Myself Truth Understand
In the end the salt calls the ocean home; and I guess this is why drowning has always been a part of loving you.
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Drown End Home Love Myself Ocean Salt Yourself
I’ve been quiet most of today. By which I mean I can see myself in the mirror; And believe me it is something hard to look at these days.
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Believe Hard Myself Quiet
I guess this has been my confusion; where I went wrong. Thinking that love could possibly come as a thing without the burns.
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Burn Confusion Love Myself Possible Thinking Wrong
Respect pain. Every heartfelt word is first born from sadness.
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Born Pain Respect Sadness
Give everything some time; pain hasn’t learn to walk yet.
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Learning Pain Philosophy Time Walk
Breathe in the pain and bring out the wounds. It’s only a process and you’ll learn to survive the rest.
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Breathe Learning Pain Rest Survive Wound Yourself
I’ve seen it, I know it too; love still dances in the fire after the rescue.
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Dance Fire Love Myself Rescue See
The broken worlds we hide inside; that’s how we start to die!
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Break Death Hide Start World
Most days missing her is my only choice between death and dying.
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Choice Death Herself Missing Myself

To me there was only ever you!

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