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Grief is a love preservative. My heart is a jar. My blood is the brine. The memory of you I steal inside.

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A problem shared is a problem divided. A tragedy shared is a tragedy multiplied.
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Division Myself Problem Share Tragedy
I asked you where you were my whole life and you told me that you were waiting for me.
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Life Wait Whole Yourself
You and I are the greatest love story ever untold.
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Break Up Greatness Love
How exhausting it must be to fear death, when you can simply howl at the moon.
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Death Fear Howl Moon Simplicity Yourself
I met you the way a fast car meets a tree. The slightest slip sent me careening into you. Half-conscious I remained at the scene, bones broken, blood spilled, fire burning.
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Bone Break Burn Car Fast Myself Tree
Love in a life is a light in the dark.
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Darkness Life Light Love
In an age so connected why do I feel so far apart?
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Age Connection Feeling Lost Myself
You’ve changed. And for that I’m proud. My loyalty is to you always. Not just the person I met.
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Change Loyalty Myself Person Proud
You can love the way you look but still hate the way you are.
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Hate Love Way Yourself
Don’t ever think I am fragile because I asked you to handle me with care. It was not a plea, it was a warning. My strength keeps me safe but I can’t say the same for you.
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Care Fragile Safety Strength Thinking Warning Yourself
You met me whole and left me broken.
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Break Yourself
Be patient without being blind. Wait for what is worth waiting for but don’t wait for what’s not there.
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Patience Wait Wisdom Worth
My hands reached your body like braille, and your curves and edges tell a story of beauty and grace.
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Beauty Body Curve Grace Hands Myself Reach
Pull me close when the light gives way to dark. Hold me tight until the stars all burn away. Dance with me to the rhythm of our hearts.
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Dance Darkness Heart Light Love Ourselves Stardom
When a mother asks for a second child her body forgets the pain of the first. When I give you a second chance my heart is being forgetful.
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Body Children Forget Heart Mom Pain
Reserve the language of sculpture for the art of sculpture. Lest you confuse beauty with the shape of a jaw or art with the size of a stomach.
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Art Beauty Language Reserve Sculpture Stomach Yourself

Grief is a love preservative. My heart is a jar. My blood is the brine. The memory of you I steal inside.

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