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I love how it feels to live in a world that falls for the perfect, While you fall for the real.

K. Mckee

You aren’t too much, I promise you this. Sometimes they just aren’t enough.
K. MCKEE

Enough Myself Promise Yourself
Turning pain into poetry turns rainy days into rainbows and raw dirt into meadows.
K. MCKEE

Day Dirt Meadow Nature Pain Poetry Rain Rainbow
How are we supposed to understand the unknown when we can’t even understand the people around us everyday.
K. MCKEE

Around Everyday People Understand Unknown
Who would ever believe me If I say you were in my dream & that I came to change what I saw there… Because you looked so sad in it.
K. MCKEE

Believe Change Dream Sad Yourself
Yes love is a battlefield, you can either fight each other or alongside each other.
K. MCKEE

Battle Fight Love Relationship Together War
Maybe there is no tomorrow for us. That’s why I’m hoping today to be a very long day.
K. MCKEE

Day Hope Long Tomorrow Us
You should only ever build a house with someone who’s love is as strong as each nail.
K. MCKEE

Build Home Love Nail Strong Yourself
People will leave throughout your life. You can turn that empty space into a graveyard or a garden.
K. MCKEE

Empty Garden Graveyard Leave Life People Yourself
Somedays she knows love other days, heartache but each day she is strong.
K. MCKEE

Day Heartache Herself Love Strong Women Empowerment
Being humble isn’t thinking less of yourself, its thinking of yourself less.
K. MCKEE

Deep Humble Less Myself One Liner Think Yourself
They all land softly… The breeze through the willow The rain in the forest The tears on my pillow.
K. MCKEE

Breeze Forest Land Pillow Rain Soft Tear Willow
I love how it feels to live in a world that falls for the perfect, While you fall for the real.
K. MCKEE

Fall Feel Live Myself Perfect Real World
For what it is worth I loved you more for your flaws and less for your perfection.
K. MCKEE

Love Myself Perfection Worth Yourself
Whatever is true of life let it not be true of love, love surely lives much longer in paintings and in poetry.
K. MCKEE

Life Love Painting Poetry True
Miracles don’t exist it’s just the good deeds that pile up, the warm smiles and love. Eventually, all of it overflows and creates what appears to be a miracle.
K. MCKEE

Create Deed Deep Exist Good Love Miracle Smile Warm
I still choose my soft side every day no matter how much it hurts.
K. MCKEE

Hurt Myself Pain Side Soft

I love how it feels to live in a world that falls for the perfect, While you fall for the real.

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