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My father was a house,my mother was a home.

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I saw love in your smile and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch and I was already home.
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Catch Home Love Myself Plane Recognition Smile
Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.
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Name Oneself See Stop Thinking Yourself
You must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.
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Adversity Light Story Victory Way Yourself
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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Blood Page Writing Yourself
I have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.
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Bury Hide Myself Person Poem Word Writing
I used to think people were like lighthouses. That they were there to protect you. But they’re no. People are lime whirlpools. They pull you in; they drag you under. You have to work so hard just to keep your head above water.
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Deep Hard Lighthouse People Philosophy Protection Safety Struggle Thinking Water Yourself
You said my sadness was like the sun, beautiful from a distance but it hurt you too much to come closer.
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Beautiful Close Hurt Sadness Sun Yourself
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
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
The words I heard from you today, are said when there’s nothing left to say. What I would give to make you stay, I would give it all away.
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Break Up Day Love Myself Stay
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
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
I was loved in my dreams last night. It echoed through me like thunder-I felt it through and through.
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Dreams Love Myself Night Thunder
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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Darkness Heard Life Reply Silence Time
We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
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Born Love Togetherness
I think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars.
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Identity Mystery Stars Thinking Yourself

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