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Everyone chases fairytales and magic until love becomes an illusion.

Ana Dee

If this love is going to break me, at least make my suffering sweet. I want to know what you taste like in sweltering summer heat.
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Break Love Myself Suffering Summer Taste Yourself
Play me a symphony of love with your tongue. It doesn’t have to be romantic.
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Love Music Myself Play Romantic Sex Tongue
Lost in the space between friend and lover. I am and none of these things.
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Friendship Lost Love Myself Space Worth
I am still learning to love all the parts of me you kept hidden.
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Break Up Hide Learning Love Myself
Rain over me. I’ll still set like the sun for you.
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Myself Rain Sun Yourself
I dream about the lover I wish I had, and all the ways I could be touched by him.
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Dream Love Myself Romance Sex Touch
Lightening lover I wonder if you know you’re the reason why I’m always chasing the storm.
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Light Love Myself Reason Storm
You are the thunderstorm warning and I’m dancing in acid rain.
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Dance Love Myself Rain Relationship Storm Yourself
He looks at me as if I’m the flame and he’s the sea; he’d turn his tide for a chance to burn with me.
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Burn Flame Himself Love Myself Relationship Sacrifice Sea
Everyone chases fairytales and magic until love becomes an illusion.
ANA DEE

Deep Fairy Tale Illusion Love Magic
Desperate for answers, I go searching in the stars. I ask them: on a scale of one to catastrophe, how beautiful would they say we are?
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Beautiful Deep Myself Search Stars
I used every color on my palette to bring you back to life. Now you paint the most beautiful rainbows in someone else’s skies.
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Beautiful Break Up Heart Broken Life Myself Sky Trust Yourself
Words have taken hostage of my tongue. All the things I’m too afraid to say collect like volcanic ash in my lungs. Vulnerabilities bleed on paper but leave my mouth – never.
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Afraid Collection Leaving Myself Vulnerable Word
Static heart. Work of heart. Purify me with a dirty tongue.
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Heart Myself Romance Tongue Work
If there’s still hope for the hopeless, there must be hope for us.
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Hope Love Relationship
I hope you get everything you pray for. I just pray it isn’t me.
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Hope Myself Prayer

Everyone chases fairytales and magic until love becomes an illusion.

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