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And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.

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Like time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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End Life Myself Time Wound
You talk to me in riddles, I will answer you in rhyme. I loved you for a little- I will love you for all time.
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Answer Love Rhyme Talk Time Yourself
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
Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
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Feeling Heart Heart Broken Myself Name Place Writing
That’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
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Happiness Justification
I don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.
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Goodness Missing Myself Thinking
Are you like me? Do you give too much, too quickly? Do you throw yourself blindly at the world, thinking that it will always open its arms up to you?
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Open Quick Thinking Throw World Yourself
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
Here and now I love you, for the moment you have my heart. But you are entitled to my future, you have no ownership of my past.
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Future Heart I Love You Moments Myself Ownership Past
When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am and we just are.
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Dry Existence Himself Myself Run Word
When two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen.
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Fall In Love Feeling Hands Presence Smile Soul Voice
Anything and everything, the two almost the same–everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
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Claim Literature Meaning Word
She can feel it down to her very core-this is her time. She will not only climb mountains-she will move them too.
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Feeling Herself Inspirational Intense Mountain Movement
A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
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Book Point Reading Time Travel
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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Break Up Cry Goodness Man Past Yourself
Some days I feel like my soul is being pulled in one direction and my heart in another.
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Day Direction Feeling Heart Myself Soul

And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.

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And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.

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