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I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.

Lang Leav

There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.
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Change Day Hurt Kind Known Sadness Yourself
But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.
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Belief Future Hope Myself
It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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Beautiful Myself Pain Reading Word
But how could I have stopped him from taking what was already his?
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Himself Limitation Stop
It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
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Greatness Intimate Love Memories Poet Writing Yourself
Your first love isn’t the first person you give your heart to- it’s the first one who breaks it.
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Deep Heart Broken Love Oneself Yourself
And I told him, if I am so hard to love, then let me run wild.
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Hard Love Myself Run Wild
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
I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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Build Leave Mess Myself Wall
The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting.
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Fade Forget Memories Myself Time
The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.
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Brief Mindset Moments Myself Share
Where are you?” She asked. “I have been searching all my life.” “Stop looking for me,” Love replied, “and I will find you.
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Finding Life Love Myself Searching
Yes, we took it all for granted-but isn’t that such a blessed thing? When you’re not even thinking about what you have, because you never imagine you someday won’t.
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Blessing Grant Imagination Relationship Thinking Yourself
The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.
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Calm Feeling Hurricane Ocean Time
I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
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I Love You Word Yourself
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

I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.

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I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.

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