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Emily Kurc

I thought time would heal my broken heart, but its been forever since I fell in love and I’m scared that you took pieces of me that can’t be replaced.
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Broken Heart Healing Myself Pieces Replacement Scare Thinking Time
Soft and sweet and wrapped around your fingertips.
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Fingers Love Relationship Soft Sweet
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
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 bet my words are still tangled beneath that streetlight fighting for the right combination to stay.
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Breathe Combination Fight Light Myself Right Stay Word
I hope you think of me during every thunderstorm.
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Hope Myself Storm Thinking
I think I’ll always remember your birthday and the way you took your coffee because they’ll forever be pieces of you I cannot burn.
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Burn Coffee Forever Myself Pieces Remember Thinking Way
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
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
A sea of jumbled emotions I had longed to live again, a feeling that no metaphor could match.
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Emotion Feeling Live Myself Sea
I am still weighed down by unspeakable heaviness- It follows like shadow currents.
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Current heavy Myself Shadow
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
Faded secrets and old voices have built towns inside my heart. Thats were we still meet.
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Build Fade Heart Myself Secret Voice
Leave me like you mean it. My heart can’t keep waiting for you.
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Break Up Heart Leave Yourself
There were still embers scattered around me from the bridges I have burned. I wonder if they can feel it too. The space between us lingering like a scarlet letter, I’m learning how to love again.
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Bridge Learning Love Myself Scatter Wonder
The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter.
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Brave Enough Future Talk Worth

The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter.

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