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You were the type of person who would put bandaid over a knife wound, and casually as if I was okay.

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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
Give me someone who will lay with me under a crescent moon, and quietly watch our worlds collide.
MOOMER

Moon Nature Ourselves Quiet World
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 closed a lot of doors, that used to be wide open. Bolted them shut so you couldn’t break them down again.
MOOMER

Break Close Myself Wide
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
Misery only ever lingers on those who choose not to see the beauty in anyone, other than themselves.
MOOMER

Beautiful Choice Misery See
Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
MOOMER

Hands Independent Need Time Yourself
Stop blaming love when it’s people who hurt you.
MOOMER

Blame Hurt People Stop Yourself
He could only give her a world in black and white. And all she wanted was a life of color.
MOOMER

Black Color Himself Life White World
Sometimes its easier to focus on the pain you’ve felt. Instead, think of the strength you’ve gained.
MOOMER

Easy Feeling Pain Strength Thinking Time Yourself
A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
MOOMER

Choice Heart Myself Safety Tragedy Yourself
She left this world with so many unanswered questions. But returned with an open heart.
MOOMER

Answer Heart Herself Open Question Return World
These walls are so high, but I refuse to be a prisoner of my past.
MOOMER

High Myself Past Prison Wall
He admired the way I loved. Because I still gave everything that I had, even when I was left with nothing.
MOOMER

Admire Himself Love Myself Way
I long to be in a moment where it feels magic is real. Where time actually stops around us.
MOOMER

Feeling Magic Moments Myself Time
The way that the water reflects off of her eyes, tells me a story of beautiful pain.
MOOMER

Beautiful Eyes Herself Pain Reflection Story Water Way

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