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I thought you were a keeper, I wish I could have kept you.

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Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
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Important Strange Value
If any person claims to have loved twice in all their life – they have not loved at all.
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Break Up Life Love Person
Here’s to those who wish us well, and the rest can go to hell!
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Hell Ourselves Rest
Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
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Live Ourselves Strange True
What is she like? I was told – she is a melancholy soul.
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Melancholy Sadness Soul
Have you ever loved a rose, and bled against her thorns; and swear each night to let her go, then love her more by dawn.
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Herself Let Go Love Morning
Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you.
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Way Willing Yourself
You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
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Best Missing Writing Yourself
The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting.
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Fade Forget Memories Myself Time
Most people want to save the entire world. It’s a lovely thought, and I’m not saying it’s not a noble pursuit-but it’s impossible to save everyone. You just have to pick your little corner of the world and focus your energy there. That’s the only way you will ever make a difference.
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Energy Focus Myself People Save Thinking World
That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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Friendship Night Talk
Understand that we must lose our way, over and over, before we can find the best version of ourselves.
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Best Lose Lost Ourselves Understand Version Way
For me, that was the death of the word, or; because now, there is no other. It was the end of the word, and; for I love only you.
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Death I Love You Relationship
It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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Beautiful Myself Pain Reading Word
In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
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Break Up Fade Love Lying Memories Ourselves Time
Doesn’t your soul remain the age you were when you first fell in love?
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Age Fall In Love Soul Yourself

I thought you were a keeper, I wish I could have kept you.

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