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Maybe those who hurt me in the past were not all monsters, but rather kindred spirits who got lost along the way.

Z. Elliott

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
After a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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Bitter Candy Crave Eyes Taste
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
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
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’m not meant to be your midnight secret, I deserve to be loved in the daylight.
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Day Light Love Midnight Secret
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
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
Flashes of your touch race through my mind even when I’m with other guys.
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Guy Mind Touch Yourself
I will rise like a phoenix from the ashes of the bridges I burned.
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Ash Bridge Burn Myself Phoenix Rise
He lit my soul like a wildfire and it burned me to the ground.
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Burn Fire Ground Himself Soul
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
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
He took the pieces of my broken heart and turned them into a mosaic for his own viewing pleasure.
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Art Broken Heart Hurt Pieces Pleasure Relationship
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
I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Absence Myself Presence Prevent Value

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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