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I felt the warmest on winter drives with you.
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Drive Feeling Love Warmth Winter Yourself
You act like a cold cold man, frozen beyond repair, hardly uttering any word, action laced demeanor. Yet everything about you, from your ebony eyes, to your dazzling smile, makes me feel warm inside.
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Act Action Cold Eyes Feeling Frozen Hard Man Repair Smile Yourself
Is it a blessing or is it a curse, to feel everything so deeply.
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Blessing Curse Emotion Feeling
You don’t need a new year or even a new day to start fresh. Just seize the moment and make it yours.
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Day Inspirational Moments Need Promise Resolution Start Time Yourself
To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
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Boy Cool Realization School Yourself
I miss you, I still do, It’d be weird not to. For once upon a time, I was yours and you were mine, through sparkles and grime.
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Missing Myself Time Weird
I think I’ve mastered the art, of taming my wild heart, now my heart doesn’t flutter, thinking about you.
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Art Heart Master Tame Thinking Wild Yourself
Am I just a overthinking maniac? Or am I the girl that got left behind?
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Girl Leaving Myself Thinking
The opening chords of our rhapsody, lulled me into a state of bliss, as the glistening sunrise in your eyes, intoxicated my soul, drew me in.
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Chord Music Myself Open Rise Soul State Sun Yourself
Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
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Blood Cold Paper Pen
When words fail, tears well.
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Failure One Liner Tears Word
If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Dedication Myself Poem Self Love
Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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Hear Loud Myself Scream Silence
Love is more than expensive gifts and grand gestures. It’s the little things that matter.
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Expensive Gift Grand Love Matter
I opened the door to emptiness, traded my emotions for numbness.
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Door Emotion Empty Myself Numb Open Trade
You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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Childhood Promise Tapestry Trauma Yourself

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