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Why do I paint a happy face every single holiday when they are a stinging reminder of what and who is absent.

Jen Holly

You sucked all my love and all of me through your hollow straw I wish I had known there was nothing on the other side.
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Break Up Love Yourself
My love you are, magic in the mountains moonlight on the meadow mantras at midnight, and molecules of my heart.
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Heart Love Magic Myself Yourself
How can you be so unconditional when I speak of my dreams but yet so conditional in your love for me.
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Dream Love Relationship Selfish Yourself
My lips thirst for yours but they are desert dry our hostile environment has weathered our love.
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Lips Love Ourselves Relationship Yourself
Why do I push up against the ones who will not have me like a wave pushing its way on the sand when my people are in the ocean and we naturally flow to protect each other.
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Flow Myself Ocean People Protection
We were – one. I was closer to you than anyone – ever. So tightly bound. You breathed for me and I lived in you.
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Breathe Live Myself Relationship Togetherness True Love Yourself
Being an empath is a gift – at the same time, you also carry the weight of the world.
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Carry Deep Time World Yourself
I still have hope that one day someone will love all of me – from the hallelujahs right down to the hallows.
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Day Hope Love Relationship
I am both mud and lotus but, my love you only see the mud.
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Flower Myself Worth
What gives in letting go is so much better than what stays with holding on.
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Hold On Let Go Stay
The shelter is where I am when I am with myself.
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Home Myself Self Love
All this time I knew I needed some really good therapy and I found it – in poetry.
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Myself Poetry Time
Beneath this skin beneath these bones beneath this blood I exist.
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Existence Myself Philosophy Skin
I have emptied myself of a heavy burden today lifted it out of my body and placed it down its not the end but it’s a beginning.
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Beginning Body Empty End Myself
This is a poem about love its absence is merely an optical illusion.
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Absence Illusion Love Poem
You shine bright but not everyone can handle the light don’t dim down from the rebound.
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Bright Light Self Love Shine Yourself

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