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You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.

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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
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
What is she like? I was told – she is a melancholy soul.
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Melancholy Sadness Soul
Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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History Ourselves Tears
You won’t hear from me again after today, and I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be okay. Because I have to be.
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Break Up Leave Myself Worry
Where the strangers we meet, take us down one way streets, and forgetting is something we’re taught.
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Forget Meet Myself Stranger Teaching
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
Hands are no longer hands. They are caresses. Mouths are no longer mouths. They are kisses. My name is no longer a name, it is a call. And love is no longer love – love is you.
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Call Hands Kiss Love Name Relationship Yourself
I know how hard it is to have to love someone in secret.
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Hard Love Myself Secret
I thought you were a keeper, I wish I could have kept you.
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Love Myself Relationship Thinking Yourself
People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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People Poet Sadness Writing
My father was a house,my mother was a home.
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Family Father Home Mom Myself
But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
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Flaws Love Myself
And I sighed and wept for what could not be–and for all that could have been.
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Cry Dream Future Myself Sadness
I missed you today. Between waking and sleeping, I thought of you.
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I Miss You Myself Sleeping Thinking Wake Up
Here’s to those who wish us well, and the rest can go to hell!
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Hell Ourselves Rest

You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.

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You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.

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