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I taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.

Emily Kurc

Spill yourself onto the page with ink and a half healed heart and watch the words blossom.
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Blossom Healing Heart Page Word Yourself
You don’t deserve my poetry. I hate that I give you that satisfaction still.
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Deserve Myself Poetry Satisfaction
The sun touched your skin with innocent delicacy as if you were a work of out that was made to be admired deeply.
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Admire Deep Innocence Skin Sun Touch Yourself
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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Empty Feeling Help Myself Place Tired Visit
I miss the sweat of september and the stickiness of the sheets.
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Bed Love Missing Myself Romance Togetherness
There was a hesitation in your touch only time could see.
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Hesitation See Time Touch Yourself
Soft and sweet and wrapped around your fingertips.
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Fingers Love Relationship Soft Sweet
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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Addiction Cruel Love Myself Need Poem Writing
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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Heart Love Myself Plane
I bet my words are still tangled beneath that streetlight fighting for the right combination to stay.
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Breathe Combination Fight Light Myself Right Stay Word
A sea of jumbled emotions I had longed to live again, a feeling that no metaphor could match.
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Emotion Feeling Live Myself Sea
I learned to make art with my broken heart.
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Art Broken Heart Learning Myself
We all show our true colors eventually – mine is dark and firesome red. I bet I burned you. I don’t expect to see you soon.
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Burn Color Darkness Expectation Myself True Yourself
Leave me like you mean it. My heart can’t keep waiting for you.
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Break Up Heart Leave Yourself
Faded secrets and old voices have built towns inside my heart. Thats were we still meet.
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Build Fade Heart Myself Secret Voice
The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter.
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Brave Enough Future Talk Worth

I taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.

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