She’s love without boundaries. She’s home without walls. She’s the warmth of the sun that catches you when you fall. She is mother, she’s irreplaceable.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYInsomnia. Restless soul. Long dark nights. Haunted heavy heart feels. Foggy.
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Our love is poetry oozing from our hearts spilling onto bedsheets and tearing us apart. Our love was always meant to be a journey through the cosmos for eternity.
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Hope is a gift I hold in my heart. It spills into words and gets written into art.
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Love is my religion and let it use me to be the light on the darkest of nights.
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The sound of silence has the ability to teach the loudest lessons.
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My wings of hope unfurl soaring through the broken battlefields of life. On a journey to plant myself and bloom in iridescent rays of reverie.
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Sometimes the angry sky rages before the bellowing tears spill.
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Storms in his eyes, Fire in his heart, Lust in his touch, Tearing me apart.
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I want to be his peace and his raging fire. His muse and every desire.
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If only love spilled from lips and truth bled from hearts then hate would drown in a flood of understanding.
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I hope you rise like the sun, bright and cheerful. Fresh and free from yesterdays storms and ready to shine your light on the world.
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Rising from the ashes on wings of tomorrow. Her strength carries her into the dawn of new beginnings.
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Although you stood before me in all your tangible glory, your love evaporated like an illusion melting in my hands.
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Insomnia. Restless soul. Long dark nights. Haunted heavy heart feels. Foggy.
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This melancholy heart longs for a fresh start, where darkness will lift sands of time, kindly sift without a sound for I am found.
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Mold me into poetry. Make me flow beautifully and deep. Write me into rhythmic verses with silent words that make me weep. Paint me with emotions like a bleeding sunset on a shore.
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