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I’m choosing to build castle out of the things that nearly destroy me.

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I remember how I used to beg for his time, and now all you want is to give me all of yours.
MOOMER

Myself Remember Time Yourself
I will always remember you. And the way I bloomed. Not with you, but after you.
MOOMER

Bloom Myself Remember Way Yourself
And I’m just trying to find someone worthy enough to set my heart on fire.
MOOMER

Enough Fire Heart Myself Try Worth
Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
MOOMER

Hands Independent Need Time Yourself
The only thing setting her off, are the fireworks he put inside of her soul.
MOOMER

Herself Himself Love Relationship Sex Soul
I’m afraid to let lightening strike me, but I think you and I could be the perfect storm.
MOOMER

Afraid Light Myself Perfection Storm Strike Thinking
Stop blaming love when it’s people who hurt you.
MOOMER

Blame Hurt People Stop Yourself
The beautiful yet chaotic irony of it all is that; because of you, I lost myself, and yet, because of you, I found myself.
MOOMER

Beautiful Chaos Lost Myself Yourself
Jump. See whose at the bottom when you land on your feet.
MOOMER

Company Friendship Hard Time See Struggle Yourself
I finally found the peace of mind, that let me erase that piece of time.
MOOMER

Mindset Myself Peace Pieces Time
Mark my words. Memories of me will haunt you when you sleep at night. No one forgets a love like mine.
MOOMER

Forget Love Memories Myself Night Sleep Word
Give me someone who will lay with me under a crescent moon, and quietly watch our worlds collide.
MOOMER

Moon Nature Ourselves Quiet World
There is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.
MOOMER

Beautiful Herself Poetry Walk Way
She stopped letting him clip her wings, and slowly made her way towards the sun.
MOOMER

Himself Slow Stop Sun Wings
He was fire that crippled my bones. And you were the one who showed up out of nowhere, and carried me home.
MOOMER

Bone Carry Fire Home Myself
Like deep water, she was silent. His lips tasted of salt. He was both addicting and bitter all at once.
MOOMER

Addiction Himself Lips Silence Taste Water

I’m choosing to build castle out of the things that nearly destroy me.

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