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I loved poetry the moment it turned my pain into something beautiful.

Juwairiyyah Olgar

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We danced through the graveyard and between the ruins for the dead and broken sang to our souls.
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Dance Grave Ourselves Ruin Soul
I loose a piece of my heart when we’re apart.
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Far Heart Myself Pieces
Tell me you like to watch the stars tell me you believe in magic.
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Believe Magic Stars Yourself
And when we hurt someone whose hurt us, do we call it coping or cruelty?
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Choice Cruelty Hurt Perspective
I’ve come to love these moments of sunshine with you.
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Love Moments Sunshine Yourself
I know that in every alternate universe, you and I are together, our souls couldn’t handle anything else.
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Handle Ourselves Soul Togetherness Universe
I wish to pass like time to fall away like yesterdays.
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Death Fall Myself Past Time
The breaking of my heart always did sound like the crack of lightening.
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Dear Moon, May I glow as brightly as you do, cradled amongst darkness.
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Bright Darkness Glow Moon Myself
He was my highest high and lowest low.
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High Himself Lover Low Relationship
And if I lay in the sun a little longer maybe then, I can burn for something other than him.
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Burn Intense Lay Love Sun
Returning to you was wholly wrong like an angel seeking comfort in the arms of everlasting darkness.
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Angel Comfortable Darkness Return Seek Wrong Yourself
To have him is to hold the moon and no longer tremble.
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Himself Hold Love Moon Touch Tremble
The greatest love story of your life will be the one between you and your growth.
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Greatness Growth Life Self Love Story Yourself
Her sadness clung to her like a cloak in the whitest of winters.
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Herself Sadness White Winter
Kissing you felt like poetry.
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