In a dream like haze, the moment you left still spins on repeat like a broken record.
EMILY KURCI laugh and I cry and I reason on until the late night, but I never feel the urge to call you. The person that I once knew is forever frozen in time.
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Even the places we used to visit in this empty town feel lyrical. My heart can’t help but sing along even now, but I’m tired.
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Each time I fall back in love with myself, I leave my pen and paper behind. It isn’t personal, or maybe it is. I just a always thought that poetry was for the hurting.
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Occasionally, the sun is eclipsed by the body of a weeping human. Her tears make the soil harden and crust like the top of a burnt load of bread.
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I have so much love to give even with these daggers still stuck in my heart.
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Spill yourself onto the page with ink and a half healed heart and watch the words blossom.
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There was a hesitation in your touch only time could see.
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I don’t love you anymore. But each time you begin to fade it makes my heart feel numb.
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A place where our stories are rewritten, and six degrees of separation no longer troubles us.
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The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter.
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I know I write too many love poems, and perhaps this is me admitting that the love inside me is still there somewhere, stagnant – but its a cruel addiction. I need a intervention.
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I think I’ll always remember your birthday and the way you took your coffee because they’ll forever be pieces of you I cannot burn.
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Leave me like you mean it. My heart can’t keep waiting for you.
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I no longer wear my heart on my sleeve. Instead, I keep this love folded up, like a tiny paper plane, until my heart is ready to soar again.
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I laugh and I cry and I reason on until the late night, but I never feel the urge to call you. The person that I once knew is forever frozen in time.
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Faded secrets and old voices have built towns inside my heart. Thats were we still meet.
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