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Faded secrets and old voices have built towns inside my heart. Thats were we still meet.

Emily Kurc

Do ghosts get tired of haunting? Of chasing old flames in darkness, of walking through dreams casting shadows against walls, against hearts, do they feel themselves forgotten?
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Feeling Flame Forget Ghost Haunt Old Philosophy
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
Each night I sit at my windowsill like a wolf howling to the moon, hoping that somewhere you feel me calling to you.
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Call Feeling Myself Night Wolf Yourself
Leave me like you mean it. My heart can’t keep waiting for you.
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Break Up Heart Leave 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
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
Be here with me tonight, and lets sing the saddest moon song there ever was.
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Moon Night Sad Sing Togetherness
A place where our stories are rewritten, and six degrees of separation no longer troubles us.
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Ourselves Place Separation Story Trouble Writing
I miss the sweat of september and the stickiness of the sheets.
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Bed Love Missing Myself Romance Togetherness
Each time I fall back in love with myself, I leave my pen and paper behind. It isn’t personal, or maybe it is. I just a always thought that poetry was for the hurting.
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Hurt Leaving Love Myself Poetry Time
There was a hesitation in your touch only time could see.
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Hesitation See Time Touch Yourself
I taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.
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Love Myself Right Teaching Yourself
There was a time when I loved you too much that it made me feel the darkest shades of blue. It’s been years now, but I’m seeing life in other colors again.
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Darkness Feeling Life Love Relationship Time Yourself
Soft and sweet and wrapped around your fingertips.
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Fingers Love Relationship Soft Sweet
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
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

Faded secrets and old voices have built towns inside my heart. Thats were we still meet.

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