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Hollow intent and echoes affection, a call with no response. Who could trust a dormant heart – where apathy is shaped like love?

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Scribbled lines and crumpled pages – piles of rejection and resurrection. There will never be the right words to amend a lost goodbye.
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Goodbye Lost Poet Rejection Right Writing
A collection of thoughts bundled together and bound in twine – more toxic than any chemical, my very own poison.
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Collection Poison Thought Togetherness
In the pale light of a setting sun – I’ll hold your hand and promise to love you more, on the days that you forget to love yourself.
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Forget Love Hands Hold Promise Sun Yourself
Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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Body Lips Name Softness
It spills from my fingers faster than ink can flow – feelings too strong to contain, emotions that demand to be felt.
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Demand Fast Feeling Fingers Flow
I feel like I’m on fire, fighting for a moment on respite – I’m not placing bets.
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Feeling Fire Moments Place
The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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Burden Devotion Friendship Lover
I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.
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Jealousy Myself Relationship See Way
A full glass for an empty heart – the temporary bandage for a fatal would.
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Bandage Fatal Heart Temporary
And in the end when the money is gone – will you still stay it was worth it.
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End Money Willing Worth
My throat burns with the words left unspoken, air hangs still and silence hides the words you long to hear – stay.
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Burn Hesitate Silence Stay Talk Throat
The knot in a grain of wood, a frost covering sodden grass. Mornings warmed by the rising sun and brewing coffee – the vision of the poet.
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Forest Perspective Poet Rising Vision
Peace found me in a wordless embrace – in the rising of autumn sun, and the sound of turning pages.
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Embrace Finding Page Peace Sound
A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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Fight Heart Hope Mindset Smart
What use is sleep, when reality is more beautiful than my dreams could ever muster?
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Beautiful Dreams Love Reality Sleep
So long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.
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Finding Share Sky Way Yourself

Hollow intent and echoes affection, a call with no response. Who could trust a dormant heart – where apathy is shaped like love?

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