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Grief is a love preservative. My heart is a jar. My blood is the brine. The memory of you I steal inside.

Buried Caesar

Lost in a conversation is something I can never feel with you. For I’ve never felt more found than when speaking to you.
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Conversation Feeling Lost Talk Yourself
You are more than anything and everything that has happened to you.
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Hard Time Struggle 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
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
Be patient without being blind. Wait for what is worth waiting for but don’t wait for what’s not there.
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Patience Wait Wisdom Worth
You met me whole and left me broken.
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Break Yourself
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
I met you the way a fast car meets a tree. The slightest slip sent me careening into you. Half-conscious I remained at the scene, bones broken, blood spilled, fire burning.
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Bone Break Burn Car Fast Myself Tree
Let me kiss you one last time now that I know I will feel you on my lips for the rest of my life.
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Break Up Feeling Lips Love Myself Time 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
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.
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Love Myself Question Unknown
A problem shared is a problem divided. A tragedy shared is a tragedy multiplied.
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Division Myself Problem Share Tragedy
I see myself through your eyes and I love what I see. So please never look way.
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Eyes Love Myself See Way
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
How exhausting it must be to fear death, when you can simply howl at the moon.
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Death Fear Howl Moon Simplicity Yourself

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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