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Time passes. But pieces of my heart remain in the moments of the past that ignited the colors of my soul.

Olivia Clifford

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The lone wolf inside her howls at the moon; pleading with the night to guide her home.
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Herself Home Lonely Moon Night Wolf
I have a heart full of feelings. But a mouth devoid of words.
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Feeling Heart Myself Word
I am laden with sorrow. But always hopeful of tomorrow.
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Future Hard Time Hope Sorrow
Misery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.
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Company Misery Myself
Run free little soul. You were never meant to be constrained.
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Freedom Run Soul Yourself
You are the color amidst the grey.
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Love Yourself
And when I don’t utter a word, that is when I feel the most.
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Deep Feeling Myself Word
I live in spaces between contradictions for I am a paradox with the depth of an ocean.
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Live Ocean Science Space
The adult heart beats differently.
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Different Heart
I love you so much that it hurts and that’s the problem I love you so much that it hurts.
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Hurt I Love You Relationship
Fragments of my love will live in you for eternity.
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Forever Love Myself Yourself
Don’t you get it? I’d live and die for you. You have my heart locked in prison. And yet you are my greatest source of freedom.
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Death Freedom Heart Live Yourself
It is beneath pale blue skies, amongst sycamore trees, and afoot dirtied leaves, my heart, and soul finds peace.
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Heart Myself Peace Sky Soul Tree
And what am I supposed to do with all this residue?
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Break Up End Myself
Time passes. But pieces of my heart remain in the moments of the past ignited the colors of my soul.
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Heart Myself Past Pieces Soul Time
Fire and rain; we either drown or we burn.
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Burn Rain
Sometimes I lay down at night and wonder if it’s time to lay down my life.
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Death Life Myself Night Time
In all the ways I have grown I wish I didn’t grow away from you.
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Break Up Growth Way Yourself
There is so much inside of me I feel as if I will be writing forever.
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Feeling Forever Myself Writing
Listen to the silence it will speak to you in a way that no amount of chaos and noise ever could.
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Philosophy Silence Yourself
It’s quite sad that some words never reach the person they were written for.
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Person Quite Sad Word Writing
Time is slipping away from me. And yet, all I have tried to do is pass time.
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Lazy Myself Time Try
Let’s sit at the table of angels and allow our horns to pop through our halos.
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Angel Ourselves Spiritual
And we find ourselves stuck somewhere between a daydream and reality.
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Deep Ourselves Reality
It’s both a blessing and a curse to feel so much.
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Blessing Feeling One Liner
Your love left me simultaneously whole and in pieces.
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Pieces Yourself
I am full to the brim with words. A message in a bottle lost at the sea. Yearning to reach the shore of poetry.
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Lost Poetry Sea Word

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