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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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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
I learned all about love from people that didn’t know how to love me.
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Learning Love Myself People
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
Wouldn’t it be enchanting if pixie dust and fairy wings could fix all our broken dreams?
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Break Dreams Enchant Ourselves Wings
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
When winter withers – my bones begin to thaw, my lungs crackle as they expand, and the blood in my veins start to flow and I awaken from hibernation – hungry for happiness and eager to let go.
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Awake Beginning Bone Flow Happiness Hungry Let Go Start Winter
I chip and carve until I’m a corpse – a bone with no marrow, or a sparrow without wings, a vein without wings, a vein without blood, a puppet with no strings.
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Blood Bone Death Myself Wings
Lavender lullabies whispered into night skies, remnants of galaxies cradled closely, as you sleep sweetly, time slips away and so do I.
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Galaxy Myself Night Sky Time Whisper
My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
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Alone Depression Mindset Myself Recognition
A wooded winter trail awaits, no footprints pressed upon the snow – a path I dared not once to take but now – I must go.
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Await Dare Myself Snow Winter
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
You were refreshing. Your idea of love infused me with hope and joy.
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Happiness Hope Idea Love Refresh Yourself
Loving you is like breathing in freshly fallen snow-baptized mornings.
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Breathe Love Morning Snow Yourself
Lost journals are steps back home, like the mending of broken bones, like scars that act as patches to my soul, like the measurement marks on my mother’s wall that show just how much I’ve grown.
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Growth Home Journal Lost Mark Measurement Mom Myself Scars Wall
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
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

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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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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