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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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The heaviness of world can often feel like we’re living in black and white, sometimes all we need is a splash of color to remind us of the good in life.
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Black Color Feel Goodness heavy Life Live Remind Splash White World
After a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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Bitter Candy Crave Eyes Taste
I’m drawn to you like a moth to a flame, it’s no wonder I can’t resist every time you say my name.
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Drawn Flame Name Resist Yourself
He played with my heart strings and turned them into a song I can’t get out of my head.
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Head Heart Himself Myself Play Song String
Rejection is a hard pill to swallow but as soon as you get past the lump in your throat you’ll be able to breathe again.
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Breathe Hard Lump Past Rejection Swallow Throat
I won’t be like snow white and wait around for some guy. Prince charming’s kiss isn’t the only thing that makes me feel alive.
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Alive Fair Tale Feel Myself Prince Snow White
There are so many beautiful parts of me but your eyes were too out of focus to notice.
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Beautiful Eyes Focus Myself Notice Part 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
I was an unfortunate bystander caught up in the winds of your destructive storms, destroyed to ruins with nothing left to spare but feeling of emptiness lingering through air.
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Air Destroy Destruction Empty Feel Linger Nothing Ruin Spare Storm Unfortunate Wind
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 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
Its the little things that make life worthwhile, like when he looks at me with that innocent smile.
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Happiness Himself Innocene Life Look Love Romance Smile Worth
I was blinded by the desire to be wanted that I forgot how to love myself.
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Blind Desire Forget Love Myself
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
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
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

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