I’ve become almost professional, at pushing the feelings aside, away, afar. It’s not hard at all, in fact, It’s a chore to feel anything at all.
J.S BROWNDon’t force yourself into crevices that are much too small for your big, wild heart.
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The moon screams, “You’re running out of time,” But perhaps tomorrow is only a new beginning.
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I may be incapable of adding Any moments onto our lives, Nor taking back my mistakes. But I could never ponder subtracting even a minute from our lives together.
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I’m a little bit different And I can’t always admit it, But honestly I’m okay With sticking out. I might do things backwards – Without getting the facts first, But I need you to love me without a doubt.
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Sometimes you have to chop off the dead ends so that you can continue To grow in a healthy direction.
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Follow the path that forces your soul to glow and your heart to shine through your eyes.
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I can’t help myself but stare off into empty space I don’t know where else to search for you, And I miss you so much.
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I’ve been busy making homes out of people When I should have been busy making a home out of me.
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I couldn’t dream of loving you anymore than I already do, Yet every day I wake up so much more in love with you.
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Maybe our story didn’t end the way we planned but, Neither did the beginning. Regardless, our story will remain as one of my fondest memories.
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Don’t force yourself into crevices that are much too small for your big, wild heart.
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Don’t let anyone tame the wild horses that stampede inside your heart.
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You’ve kept me locked inside Your darkness for so long.
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I love the idea of those Who sing in the car; Dance while they eat; Laugh at their own mistakes. I envy these people So in love with just existing.
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I threw up all my feelings for you – I couldn’t keep them down any longer; You taste like lies and it makes me sick.
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One can learn to break the chains they’re bound by.
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