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The fear that I would one day run out of things to say to you became the hope that soon I can sit in silence with you.

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Let me take you to a city we’ve never before been. Let us lose ourselves in old streets until we’ve made ourselves a new home.
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City Home Lose Ourselves Travel
You and I are the greatest love story ever untold.
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Break Up Greatness Love
Find yourself a friend who makes you let go of secrets you didn’t know you were keeping.
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Friendship Secret Yourself
There is no such thing as a summer body. Your beauty is not seasonal, it is perennial. Your body need not change for your skin to enjoy the sun.
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Beautiful Body Change Season Skin Summer Sun Yourself
In an age so connected why do I feel so far apart?
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Age Connection Feeling Lost Myself
In leaving me you turned of the future into a creature of the past.
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Creature Future Leaving Myself Past
Grief is a love preservative. My heart is a jar. My blood is the brine. The memory of you I steal inside.
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Blood Heart Love Memories Preservative Yourself
My hands reached your body like braille, and your curves and edges tell a story of beauty and grace.
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Beauty Body Curve Grace Hands Myself Reach
Every single ounce of pain I have ever felt was a bend on the road that led me to you.
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Feeling Pain Road Yourself
You ask me what is love and I’ll tell you I know not. You ask me if I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I once did. You ask me how I know I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I just know.
BURIED CAESAR

Love Myself Question Unknown
Show me an example of perfection and I will show you a lie.
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Appearance Lying Perfection Wisdom Yourself
Curves on a body are invitations to desire. Embrace them wherever they are.
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Body Desire Invitation Self Love Sex Temptation Yourself
Nothing is ever black and white but I’m sick and tired of all the grey area.
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Black Myself Sick White
These secrets sit sourly on my tongue. They linger the longer I go without a sip of your sweet elixir.
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Myself Perfume Secret Sweet Tongue
The machines greed knows no limits.
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Greed Limitation Machine
The eye of the storm is the stillest part. There is calm at the centre of a cyclone. There is hush in the middle of a hurricane. The window of joy we shared was the eye of our storm.
BURIED CAESAR

Calm Eyes Ourselves Share Storm Window

The fear that I would one day run out of things to say to you became the hope that soon I can sit in silence with you.

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