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You keep planting sympathy in rows meant for empathy and I’m here picking weeds with tears in my eyes.

Melissa Anderson

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Poetry runs through tired veins reviving once sleeping souls.
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Your heart is my shelter, my handmade forever home.
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I fell into you first slowly, then all at once never to recover.
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You said you loved me but perhaps you never known what love looks like.
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Let’s get perfectly lost recklessly joyful, let’s rest a while in this sweet reverie.
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There are ocean waves inside these veins – constantly pulling me to you.
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I thought I had time until I realized the time had me.
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I will remain soft in a world marked by hardness.
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Hope is the gentle salve the world needs.
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