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Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
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Live Ourselves Strange True
Let her be herself. Or she will be somebody else’s.
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Be Yourself Herself Identity
I still search for you in crowds, in empty fields and soaring clouds. In city lights and passing cars, on winding roads and wishing stars.
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Break Up Crowd Empty Light Missing Myself Search Winding Yourself
I was coming to the end of a difficult period in my life, though when the end isn’t in plain sight, you don’t realize how close you are.
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Difficult End Hard Time Life Realize Yourself
We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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Clock Different Time Togetherness
Loving you is like being ten years old again, scaling a tree with my eyes bright and skyward, wanting only to get higher and higher, without a thought of how I would get back down.
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Eyes Intense Love Myself Relationship Thinking Tree
How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
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Desperate Herself Life Mom Thankful
I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.
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Believe Hard Hollow Indescribable Myself Pain Slow
The ache will always be there, but the intensity will fade, and you’ll find other beautiful things to fill your days with.
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Day Finding Heart Break Intense Yourself
She would fondly call him her Frankenstein, this man who was a patchwork of all the things she had ever longed for.
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Herself Man Patch Work
When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.
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Attention Beg Finding Yourself
I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.
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Forgetting Myself
It was a question I had worn on my lips for days – like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn’t resist pulling – despite knowing it could all unravel around me. “Do you love me, I ask?” In your hesitation I found my answer.
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Finding Hesitate Lips Love Myself Question Sweater
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
Fear isn’t a reason when it comes to love–it’s an excuse. Anyone who has ever been in love will tell you that.
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Excuse Fear Love Reason Yourself
You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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Fall Myself Rise Worth

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