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I have so much love to give even with these daggers still stuck in my heart.

Emily Kurc

I am still weighed down by unspeakable heaviness- It follows like shadow currents.
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Current heavy Myself Shadow
Leave me like you mean it. My heart can’t keep waiting for you.
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Break Up Heart Leave Yourself
Your name still tastes like poison in my mouth.
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Myself Name Poison Taste
I know I write too many love poems, and perhaps this is me admitting that the love inside me is still there somewhere, stagnant – but its a cruel addiction. I need a intervention.
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Addiction Cruel Love Myself Need Poem Writing
In a dream like haze, the moment you left still spins on repeat like a broken record.
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Break Dreams Moments Repeat
The sun touched your skin with innocent delicacy as if you were a work of out that was made to be admired deeply.
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Admire Deep Innocence Skin Sun Touch Yourself
My mother always told me that love is like a plant, but she never prepared me for the realization that too much love towards the wrong person can drown your heart until it rots.
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Heart Love Mom Myself Preparation Realization
Soft and sweet and wrapped around your fingertips.
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Fingers Love Relationship Soft Sweet
The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter.
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Brave Enough Future Talk Worth
I have so much love to give even with these daggers still stuck in my heart.
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Heart Heart Broken Love Myself
He grabbed my hand as the flames licked at my feet and the devil and I danced.
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Dance Devil Flame Hands Myself
I thought time would heal my broken heart, but its been forever since I fell in love and I’m scared that you took pieces of me that can’t be replaced.
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Broken Heart Healing Myself Pieces Replacement Scare Thinking Time
Even the places we used to visit in this empty town feel lyrical. My heart can’t help but sing along even now, but I’m tired.
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Empty Feeling Help Myself Place Tired Visit
I like to think of myself as the sun, but it gets really lonely all the way out here especially when everything I try to touch burns.
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Burn Lonely Myself Sun Thinking Touch Try
I learned to make art with my broken heart.
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Art Broken Heart Learning Myself
I bet my words are still tangled beneath that streetlight fighting for the right combination to stay.
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Breathe Combination Fight Light Myself Right Stay Word

I have so much love to give even with these daggers still stuck in my heart.

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I have so much love to give even with these daggers still stuck in my heart.

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