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You’re still crying about him aren’t you? Silly girl. What good will it do you to spill those sky blu tears? You meant either everything to him or absolutely nothing at all.

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The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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Break Up Distance Measurement Myself
He gave her such gifts – not the kind that were put in boxes, but the sort that filled her with imagination, breathing indescribable happiness into her life.
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Breathing Gift Happiness Herself Imagination Indescribable Kind Life
Before I fell in live with words, with setting skies and singing birds – it was you I fell in love with first.
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Fall Love Myself Sky Word
We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
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Born Love Togetherness
Doesn’t your soul remain the age you were when you first fell in love?
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Age Fall In Love Soul Yourself
Sometimes I am caught between poetry and prose, like two lovers I can’t decide between. Prose says to me, let’s build something long and lasting. Poetry takes me by the hand, and whispers, come with me, let’s get lost for awhile.
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Hands Lost Lover Myself Poetry
We had no ending, no said goodbye. For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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Ending Life Myself Wonder
Our emotions pull us in different directions. The stronger the emotion, the greater the pull. Feelings are not always practical, nor do they make any logical sense. That’s just the way it goes.
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Different Direction Emotion Logic Practice Way
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
I look for you, the way I was taught to look both ways when crossing the road. Uptight and wary, bracing myself for something I know could break me.
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Break Known Myself Teaching Way
In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.
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Better Destiny Eyes Sadness Sing
There is a certain quality to words that when strung in a certain way-has an almost hypnotic effect.
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Certain Power Quality Way Word
Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
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Free Oneself Sad Search Soul
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
It should be my right to mourn someone who has yet to leave this world but no longer wants to be part of mine.
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Leave Mourn Myself Right World
If you love me for what you see, only your eyes would be in love with me.
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Eyes Love Myself See Yourself

You’re still crying about him aren’t you? Silly girl. What good will it do you to spill those sky blu tears? You meant either everything to him or absolutely nothing at all.

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You’re still crying about him aren’t you? Silly girl. What good will it do you to spill those sky blu tears? You meant either everything to him or absolutely nothing at all.

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