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I fell like the rain on a perfectly sunny afternoon. It rushed over me out of nowhere. It opened up the skies.

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These walls are so high, but I refuse to be a prisoner of my past.
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High Myself Past Prison Wall
If only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.
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Appearance Himself Love Myself Poetry Romance
A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
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Choice Heart Myself Safety Tragedy Yourself
She brought the kind of light that was similar to the sun right after it rains.
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Herself Kind Light Rain Right Sun
She was someone who still believed that she could love with a shattered heart, and that made her remarkable.
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Believe Heart Herself Remark
I’m afraid to let lightening strike me, but I think you and I could be the perfect storm.
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Afraid Light Myself Perfection Storm Strike Thinking
She left this world with so many unanswered questions. But returned with an open heart.
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Answer Heart Herself Open Question Return World
Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
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Hands Independent Need Time Yourself
The way that the water reflects off of her eyes, tells me a story of beautiful pain.
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Beautiful Eyes Herself Pain Reflection Story Water Way
She’s got a glow about her. The kind that says- She’s been through some dark pain, but she’s lighting her own way now.
MOOMER

Darkness Glow Herself Inspirational Kind Light Pain
Never forget what broke you. And never forget how you put yourself back together.
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Break Forget Togetherness Yourself
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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Casual Myself Person Wound Yourself
I will always remember you. And the way I bloomed. Not with you, but after you.
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Bloom Myself Remember Way Yourself
She decided to name the stars. And as each one fell from the sky, her body got warmer. Her heart opened.
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Body Decision Heart Herself Name Sky Stars Warmth
I found him in all the chaos, and that was when my world started making sense again.
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Chaos Myself Start World
Give me someone who will lay with me under a crescent moon, and quietly watch our worlds collide.
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Moon Nature Ourselves Quiet World

I fell like the rain on a perfectly sunny afternoon. It rushed over me out of nowhere. It opened up the skies.

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