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What a miracle it is, that she never strayed from that light, that she always knew she would reach.

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I watched him make wishes on shooting stars and dandelions, while I stood there never knowing if I was enough.
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Enough Myself Stand Stars
When you’d hurt, I’d rush to your side. When I’d hurt, you’d hide.
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Difference Hide Hurt Side Yourself
A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
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Choice Heart Myself Safety Tragedy Yourself
I knew he could be my North Star when he made me feel something after being numb for so long.
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Feeling Love Myself Relationship Star
Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.
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Beautiful Myself Poetry World
The beautiful yet chaotic irony of it all is that; because of you, I lost myself, and yet, because of you, I found myself.
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Beautiful Chaos Lost Myself Yourself
He could only give her a world in black and white. And all she wanted was a life of color.
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Black Color Himself Life White World
It was then, sitting there, that I looked over him, and realized there was more.
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Himself Love Myself Realization Romantic
People do not change for other people. They will only change for themselves.
MOOMER

Change People Transformation
And I’m just trying to find someone worthy enough to set my heart on fire.
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Enough Fire Heart Myself Try Worth
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
The only thing setting her off, are the fireworks he put inside of her soul.
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Herself Himself Love Relationship Sex Soul
Never forget what broke you. And never forget how you put yourself back together.
MOOMER

Break Forget Togetherness Yourself
Misery only ever lingers on those who choose not to see the beauty in anyone, other than themselves.
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Beautiful Choice Misery See
I long to be in a moment where it feels magic is real. Where time actually stops around us.
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Feeling Magic Moments Myself Time
Mark my words. Memories of me will haunt you when you sleep at night. No one forgets a love like mine.
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Forget Love Memories Myself Night Sleep Word

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