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In leaving me you turned of the future into a creature of the past.

Buried Caesar

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.
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Calm Eyes Ourselves Share Storm Window
Pull me close when the light gives way to dark. Hold me tight until the stars all burn away. Dance with me to the rhythm of our hearts.
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Dance Darkness Heart Light Love Ourselves Stardom
Be an artist in a world of content creators.
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Artist Content Creation Original
Your lips I see they without from me, but your eyes can’t keep a secret.
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Eyes Lips Myself Secret Yourself
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
I unravel my future as I weave it with my past.
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Future Myself Past
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
In leaving me you turned of the future into a creature of the past.
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Creature Future Leaving Myself Past
Your trauma doesn’t build character, it builds a wall around you.
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Build Character Trauma Yourself
Each Act of kindness is a seat filled at your funeral, a tear dropped upon your death.
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Act Death Funeral Kindness 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
You’ve changed. And for that I’m proud. My loyalty is to you always. Not just the person I met.
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Change Loyalty Myself Person Proud
A problem shared is a problem divided. A tragedy shared is a tragedy multiplied.
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Division Myself Problem Share Tragedy
Reserve the language of sculpture for the art of sculpture. Lest you confuse beauty with the shape of a jaw or art with the size of a stomach.
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Art Beauty Language Reserve Sculpture Stomach Yourself
There is nothing in this world that makes me want to be a rebel more than being told to be obedient.
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Myself Obedience Rebel World
Lost in a conversation is something I can never feel with you. For I’ve never felt more found than when speaking to you.
BURIED CAESAR

Conversation Feeling Lost Talk Yourself

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