Somewhere along the way, she weaved herself so deeply into my veins I can’t fucking inhale without her breathing life into me.
T.L. MARTINAll the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
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If there ever was a time not to be fragile, this is it.
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You are my blue crayon, the one I never have enough of, the one I use to color my sky.
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I desire very little, but the things I do consume me.
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Her soul was too deep to explore by those who always swam in the shallow end.
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She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.
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Maybe I’ve dragged myself through the mud since then, but even mud hardens beneath your shoes. I must be standing on a mountain of it by now. And no one can touch me from way the hell up here.
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The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
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Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.
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Gifts are meant to be wrapped. Honestly, it’s basic etiquette.
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I’m a bird trapped in a self-made cage.
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I suppose it was easier to pretend I didn’t exist than it was to exorcise my demons.
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Come to me in pieces and exist inside me whole.
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Darkness watches me from every angle. My only friend. From its own place within the silence, it speaks to me in a strange way.
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Doesn’t he know I want everything? And in return, I’ll give him all of me.
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I can resist everything except temptation.
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