She’s a daughter of the healers in Salem and even tho her wings are scorched she still chooses to do good.
MONA-LISEA loving reminder at least we are lonely together.
More Mona-Lise Quotes
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He may never slay a dragon but he will grow old with you begging for death to leave you alone.
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They saw her beaten and broken I saw the birth of a warrior.
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And you will always be my most beautiful someone.
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Steal back your heart – self-love.
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And you broke me in all the ways I loved you.
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You didn’t need to make her cuts this deep.
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The forest lays in darkness and decay yet our love blossoms.
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A loving reminder at least we are lonely together.
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Are you aware of the wilderness you awoke when you broke me?
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Her poetry – a sweet symphony of madness.
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Your ghost still haunts the empty halls of my soul.
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Poetry is not a cure for sadness but it makes the pain bearable.
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I feel too much and I fall in love with words – poet.
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Brave soul, you will survive it all.
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I just want to lay in your arms dressed in nothing but love and moonlight.
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I called upon your name but there’s nobody there.
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Be careful, her hell is lovely, dark, and deep until she weeps.
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And then I understood you were never my rescue yet always my escape.
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And I vow to be your lasting dream if you follow me into the river.
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And in a world full of wonder a loyal soul that keeps your heart whole is the rarest of them all.
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Let me lay in the forest of your mind and let me wake to the beating of wings in the garden of your heart.
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The art of harvesting pain – poetry.
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And they wrapped her in darkness until she became it – Lilith.
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And his rough hands upon my porcelain skin had me howling at the moon.
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Can’t you see you’re toxic to me there’s no affection just obsession?tion just obsession?
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Behind that gate of skin and bone dwells his soul and I’m not ready to move on.
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