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My lips thirst for yours but they are desert dry our hostile environment has weathered our love.

Jen Holly

I miss you but not as much as I regret leaving myself to be loved by you.
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I Miss You Leave Love Myself Regret Relationship
This is a poem about love its absence is merely an optical illusion.
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Absence Illusion Love Poem
The shelter is where I am when I am with myself.
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Home Myself Self Love
Even my tears fall for you.
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Break Up End Fall Tears Yourself
Authenticity feels like the glue that has put me back together I feel whole and aligned in every word.
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Feeling Healing Self Love Togetherness Word
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
Our lives are now changed forced a new we start again it’s all we can do.
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Change Live Ourselves Start
All this time I knew I needed some really good therapy and I found it – in poetry.
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Myself Poetry Time
What gives in letting go is so much better than what stays with holding on.
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Hold On Let Go Stay
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
I want to be loved so I try to be you then I realize what I see in you is in the mirror looking back at me.
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Deep Love Myself Try
I am both mud and lotus but, my love you only see the mud.
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Flower Myself Worth
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
Release the things that no longer serve you like the petals of a flower. It will seed your life with new growth and you will bloom again.
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Flower Growth Let Go Life 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
Through poems, I speak the language of my soul and the emotions of my body onto paper.
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Body Emotion Language Myself Poem Soul

My lips thirst for yours but they are desert dry our hostile environment has weathered our love.

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