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What do you do, when all the loves you’ve ever known have only been paper moons?

Jessica Wilde

I lace barbed wire around my heart, constrict it – pull tight, maybe the pain will make it feel alive, and I can pretend it didn’t already die.
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Death Feeling Heart Myself Pain Pretend
Here I am again, chasing shadows, as if I’m peter pan convincing Wendy not to grow up – I’m waiting for you in the between place. Dreaming and never quite awake.
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Awake Chase Dreams Grow Up Place Quite Shadow
Underneath the stars, the weight of living dissolves – releases, breathes, be.
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Breathe Dissolve Live Release Stars Weight
Cider and candor and cranberry kisses, firelight dancing – lowered inhibitions, our eyes caught up in intimate moments, soaking in these cinnamon-spiced secrets.
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Dance Eyes Intimate Light Moments Ourselves Secret
I learned all about love from people that didn’t know how to love me.
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Learning Love Myself People
You hold a piece of me I will never get back. Be even tender.
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Hold Pieces Return Yourself
I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.
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Feeling Known Love Yourself
Today, cold seeps from my insides out, the frigid rain warm on my skin.
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Cold Myself Rain Skin Warm
What do you do, when all the loves you’ve ever known have only been paper moons?
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Love Moon Paper Yourself
I am swept beneath your current – it pulls me in, and I don’t even try to swim.
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Current Myself Try
Misty morning welcomes me as I wander through the trees – calm amidst the chaos of distant memories.
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Chaos Distant Memories Morning Welcome
I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.
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Help Mess Myself Name Slow Soul Voice
My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
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Alone Depression Mindset Myself Recognition
Those closest to me. Didn’t know the true state of my mentality.
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Close Mentality Myself State True
The sea calls to me – she promises to set me free, it’s tempting- losing myself in her vastness allowing her to swallow me whole, beckoning me to make her deep darkness my forever home.
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Call Forever Home Myself Promise Sea Swallow
Your laughter sounds like a galactic symphony, your eyes shine magic like Saturn’s rings, and your golden hair flares like the sun. I smile as I rock the universe to sleep and sing of stars that twinkle deep within your dreams.
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Dreams Laughter Magic Myself Shine Sound Stars Symphony Universe

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