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Returning to you was wholly wrong like an angel seeking comfort in the arms of everlasting darkness.

Juwairiyyah Olgar

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Stars sought sanctuary in the darkness between us.
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Darkness Ourselves Stars
I loose a piece of my heart when we’re apart.
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Far Heart Myself Pieces
I’ve come to love these moments of sunshine with you.
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Love Moments Sunshine Yourself
I loved poetry the moment it turned my pain into something beautiful.
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Beautiful Love Moments Myself Pain Poetry
I just feel kind of lonely in these moments between moments.
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Feeling Lonely Moments Myself
To have him is to hold the moon and no longer tremble.
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Himself Hold Love Moon Touch Tremble
I hope, The storms you encounter are ones only of soft thunder and light rain.
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Hope Light Myself Rain Soft Storm
We are just broken things pretending to be whole.
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Act Break Pretend Whole
I know that in every alternate universe, you and I are together, our souls couldn’t handle anything else.
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Handle Ourselves Soul Togetherness Universe
It felt as if the sky would collapse into itself when she was near, a beautifully destructive chaotic thing.
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Beautiful Chaos Destruction Feeling Herself Sky
And happiness with you felt like twirling in the midst of a thousand butterflies.
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Butterfly Feeling Happiness Relationship Yourself
And when we hurt someone whose hurt us, do we call it coping or cruelty?
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Choice Cruelty Hurt Perspective
I have an unhealthy obsession with the stars. They remind me of you.
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Health Obsession Reminder Stars Yourself
My favorite part was finding you without looking.
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Finding Love Myself Yourself
Her sadness clung to her like a cloak in the whitest of winters.
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Herself Sadness White Winter
I dance with my demons and live to tell the tale.
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Dance Demon Myself Tale

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