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You left flowers on my bedside as if I were my tomb clumsy words that don’t begin to heal my wounds “I’m sorry” scrawled on a post-it.

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You left flowers on my bedside as if I were my tomb clumsy words that don’t begin to heal my wounds “I’m sorry” scrawled on a post-it.
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Beginning Flower Healing Word Wound Yourself
And I’ll never try to figure you out; You aren’t a puzzle to be solved and set aside.
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Love Myself Relationship Yourself
We burn incandescent memories lungs aching with washed-out oxygen as if we weren’t to meet again.
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Burn Memories Relationship
Maybe we’ll meet on the beach sand in our shoes, waves in our guts flowers blooming by some miracle because you always had the talent to make those happen.
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Flower Miracle Ourselves Talent
Hearts retch on homestretch where will we go?
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Heart Relationship Travel
Blue dreams in ocean wading devotion I miss the waves of our healthy obsession.
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Devotion Dream Healthy Ocean
It turns out the monster in you overshadowed the ghost of kindness I so believed in.
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Believe Kindness Love Myself Relationship Yourself
Let the season’s aroma soak into your bones as gingerbread men come to life.
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Hope Life Man Yourself
You can hit me and push me but you can’t quite beat me.
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Inspirational Myself Quite Yourself
Sun rising slowly, frost hanging in the plush air; The skies are ablaze.
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Beautiful Nature Rise Sun
Grace juice dripping from your chin you lick your lips basking in the tremors of my shoulders.
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Lips Myself Yourself
I find symmetry in the way our bodies lock curves to match every angle indecision for every smile.
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Body Mathematics Myself Smile Way
You keep asking if I want more – Yet how could I ever say yes?
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Deep Myself Yourself
Moments passing evenings warning waves receding to everlasting tides.
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Life Moment Time
She greets death with a curtsy.
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Death Herself One Liner
Swallowing the negative words rising up my throat; I am writing my days with smiles and laughter.
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Laughter Myself Rise Smile Word Writing

You left flowers on my bedside as if I were my tomb clumsy words that don’t begin to heal my wounds “I’m sorry” scrawled on a post-it.

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You left flowers on my bedside as if I were my tomb clumsy words that don’t begin to heal my wounds “I’m sorry” scrawled on a post-it.

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