I’m a little bit different And I can’t always admit it, But honestly I’m okay With sticking out. I might do things backwards – Without getting the facts first, But I need you to love me without a doubt.
J.S BROWNI am an addict and I’m hooked on dopamine. terrified to be alone so for companionship, I feign.
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I find the motion of this world to be overwhelming, for it just keeps on spinning even when I just can’t seem to catch my breath.
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When will we learn to respect one another, when will our egos learn to take a seat?
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I couldn’t dream of loving you anymore than I already do, Yet every day I wake up so much more in love with you.
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Your Smile, that smile you beam From cheek to cheek, Has such a way of leaving me weak.
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I’ve been trying to put the pieces of my puzzle back together but my hands are far too shaky to put my life in order.
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I’ve been scratching at the surface trying to escape the darkness that calls me from below.
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You have the heart of a supernova the fire burns with such impenetrable heat, and don’t you ever let anyone try to extinguish the inferno you carry inside.
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I’ve grown tired of playing the warrior In the battle between me and my demons.
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Sometimes you have to chop off the dead ends so that you can continue To grow in a healthy direction.
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Sometimes the words call out to me often waking me from a dream, And other times – Leaving me stranded within one.
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I remain busy constantly on the move, For I just don’t like how I feel when I’m standing still.
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The most important thing Is to get those words out you can fuss about Then re-write later.
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You plant flowers In the darkest parts Of me, and then you bathe me in your light. Thank you for Helping me grow.
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I love the idea of those Who sing in the car; Dance while they eat; Laugh at their own mistakes. I envy these people So in love with just existing.
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Don’t force yourself into crevices that are much too small for your big, wild heart.
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