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The real damage isn’t something you can touch, its not something you can see. The real damage is in the way I walk its in the way I speak.

Courtney Hill

Never again will I hand deliver my heart to a man holding flowers when the thorns cut me deeper than the flowers ever made me happy.
COURTNEY HILL

Flower Hands Happiness Heart Myself
I got what I wanted then I threw it away why do I mess up the only things that want to stay.
COURTNEY HILL

End Mess Myself Stay
I hope happiness fills you until the shores that surround you overflow and wash away your pain.
COURTNEY HILL

Happiness Hope Pain Shore Surround Wash Yourself
Standing alone on the edge wondering if anyone could ache as much as I do.
COURTNEY HILL

Alone Heart Broken Hurt Myself Stand Wondering
I haven’t cried in a while it feels like my tears have dried. But I miss you more than my eyes could ever cry.
COURTNEY HILL

Cry Dry Eyes Missing Myself Tears
I love you in a way I’ve never been able to love or be loved.
COURTNEY HILL

Love Myself Way
I am my own universe.
COURTNEY HILL

Myself Self Love Universe Worth
And I’ll hug your words like they’re the last things I’ll ever hold.
COURTNEY HILL

Break Up Hold Myself Word Yourself
I feel everything to the bottom of its depth maybe its a gift, its probably a curse.
COURTNEY HILL

Curse Deep Feeling Gift Myself
Late at night I’m awake thinking. I’m afraid of what I’d do to be able to taste you again.
COURTNEY HILL

Awake Night Taste Thinking Yourself
Like broken clocks we lost our time you moved on but left me behind.
COURTNEY HILL

Break Clock Move Myself Time
Shades of black intertwined in my being I try to see in color but darkness is all I’m seeing.
COURTNEY HILL

Black Color Myself See Shade
I’d rather be shot by a bullet than to be cut by your words. I’ll die cold on the pavement before I lie in the casket of your assurances.
COURTNEY HILL

Assurance Death Lying Myself Word
The real damage isn’t something you can touch, its not something you can see. The real damage is in the way I walk its in the way I speak.
COURTNEY HILL

Damage Myself Reality See Touch Way
I still remember the first time I saw you, your aura radiated nostalgia of a time where I wanted something so much more than I wanted air.
COURTNEY HILL

Myself Nostalgia Radiation Remember Time
And when I went to step back I tripped over my heart. It’s a shame he had to see me fall.
COURTNEY HILL

Fall Heart Myself Shame

The real damage isn’t something you can touch, its not something you can see. The real damage is in the way I walk its in the way I speak.

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The real damage isn’t something you can touch, its not something you can see. The real damage is in the way I walk its in the way I speak.

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