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Z. Elliott Quote - He played with my heart strings and turned them into a song I can’t get out of my head.

He played with my heart strings and turned them into a song I can’t get out of my head.

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I never thought the victim would be me yet there I was paralyzed and struggling to set myself free. It took every fibre in my being to walk away and let it be.
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Being Fibre Free Let Go Myself Strength Struggle Thought Victim
Flashes of your touch race through my mind even when I’m with other guys.
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Guy Mind Touch Yourself
I knew my healing had purpose when songs that used to remind me of you didn’t bring tears to my eyes anymore.
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Eyes Healing Myself Purpose Song Tears
Maybe those who hurt me in the past were not all monsters, but rather kindred spirits who got lost along the way.
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Hurt Lost Monster Myself Past Spirit
He disappeared like a ghost in the night but I kept looking for him in the shadows of the moonlight.
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Disappear Ghost Himself Light Look Moon Night Shadow
He lit my soul like a wildfire and it burned me to the ground.
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Burn Fire Ground Himself Soul
I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Absence Myself Presence Prevent Value
My body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.
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Body Language Mind Secret Speak Words
I’ll admit I’m not perfect I’m like an angel fallen from grace. I’ve been a sinner and a saint.
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Admit Angel Grace Perfect Saint Sin Sinner
I had shed my old skin so I could make room to grow into myself again.
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Growth Myself Old Room Self Love Skin
Your lips were soft and tender, warm like september. Every moment spent with you made me feel wild and brand new.
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Feel Lips Moment New Romance September Soft Tender Warm Wild Yourself
He and I were like water and oil, We could co-exist, but never quite mixed.
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Exist Himself Mix Oil Relationship Water
Instead of pouring me the finest liquor, he filled my cup with false promises and sweet nothings.
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Cup Fake False Fine Himself Liquor Nothing Pour Promise Sweet
I pushed you away like the ocean does to the tides, but we always come back together whether it rains or shines.
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Away Myself Ocean Push Rain Shine Tide Togetherness
Grief sits uncomfortably until it seeps under your skin, so you no longer feel weighed down by it but still feel its subtle presence.
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Feel Grief Long Presence Skin Subtle Uncomfortable Under
I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Absence Myself Presence Prevent Value

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