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You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.

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You broke me into pieces, but I took those shards and built a mosaic. I’m stronger for the fall, and more beautiful than I could have ever been with you.
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Break Mosaic Pieces Yourself
Maybe this time I choose ignorance, because giving began to feel like losing – repairing a house from rubble, and making sandcastles with the ash.
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Beginning Choice Home Ignorance Time
Born in one country and raised in another – seperated by ocean, but tied in blood.
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Blood Country Immigrant Ocean
It started the way it always does. A broken heart, and a blank page.
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Heart Broken Page Start
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’m scared of mediocrity, of scribing my soul on fading pages, each destined to the fate that met those before it – gently laid to rest in a growing pile of unwanted words.
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Fade Growth Mediocre Myself Page Scare
Just tell me that it won’t be the same- that one day I won’t look at you, and only see a stranger.
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Future Myself People Stranger
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
Don’t give your heart to a poet – we see stories in a sentence and haunt you with our ink.
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Haunt Heart Ink Ourselves Poet Story
Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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Body Lips Name Softness
A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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Fight Heart Hope Mindset Smart
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
And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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Break Up Deserve Heart Thinking
My thoughts feel like plagiarism – a feeling already felt, the words already written.
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Myself Plagiarism Thinking Writing
Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
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Home Intimacy Love Myself Relationship Yourself
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

You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.

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