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In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.

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The greatest heartache comes from loving another soul, they said, beyond reason, beyond doubt, with no hope of salvation.
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Heart Broken Hope Intense Love Relationship Salvation Soul
Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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Dormant Love Silence Time Volcano
In the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.
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Hands Past Weapon Wrong Yourself
That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
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Hands Oneself Sacred Writing
But it was now time for her to go away-to find someone who could show her what happiness was.
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Finding Happiness Herself Time
The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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Oneself Show Value
There are many things in life you can postpone, but love isn’t one of them.
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Life Love Oneself Postpone
I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
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Celebration Life Moon Myself Sun Whole
I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.
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Forgetting Myself
In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
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Break Up Fade Love Lying Memories Ourselves Time
The time may not be prime for us, though you are a special person. We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock, in unison.
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Clock Different Person Prime Time Yourself
Do you remember the song that was playing the night we met? No, but I remember every song I have heard since you left.
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Myself Night Remember Song
Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
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Beautiful Comfortable Hurt Known Myself Willing
I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.
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Break Up Explanation I Love You Myself
One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else.
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Connection Day Feeling Oneself Reason
She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
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Book Scripture Word Writing Yourself

In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.

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