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They all land softly… The breeze through the willow The rain in the forest The tears on my pillow.

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Memory, Sweet and deadly Broken and lovely Loved and lonely.
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Break Death Lonely Love Memories Sweet
Sometimes living is easy and sometimes you lie awake at night and ask your tired heart please survive one more day.
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Awake Easy Heart Life Night Survive Tired Yourself
A woman came from a man’s rib not from his feet to be below him not from his head to be above him, But from his side to be equal to him from his heart to be loved by him.
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Equal Feet Head Heart Herself Himself Love Man Rib Woman
What’s the saddest word in the English language? Almost. Almost is never enough.
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Almost English Language Sad Word
Find what you would die for and live for it.
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Death Deep Find Live One Liner Yourself
You aren’t too much, I promise you this. Sometimes they just aren’t enough.
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Enough Myself Promise Yourself
I don’t care how dark this world becomes love is, and will always be my answer.
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Answer Darkness Love Myself World
For what it is worth I loved you more for your flaws and less for your perfection.
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Love Myself Perfection Worth Yourself
They all land softly… The breeze through the willow The rain in the forest The tears on my pillow.
K. MCKEE

Breeze Forest Land Pillow Rain Soft Tear Willow
So I will call upon your name and keep my eyes above the waves when oceans rise my soul rests in your embrace.
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Embrace Eyes Name Ocean Rise Soul Wave Yourself
She was a open book, what a shame it was that most men were illiterate.
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Book Herself Illiterate Men Open Shame
Sometimes, we must take risks, don’t lie awake one day when you are 80 years old wondering what if…
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Life Regret Wonder Yourself
Feel the sun on your skin and smile and let your mind wander a while.
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Feeling Lost Mind Skin Sun Wander Yourself
We are all poets, how we choose to express it- now that is how we are beautifully unique.
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Beautiful Poet Unique
When we search for what we want. Why do we always forget what we have?
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Always Deep Forget One Liner Search
Be mindful of dreams they make the numb feel again and the broken love again.
K. MCKEE

Broken Dreams Feel Love Mindf Numb One Liner

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