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Like time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.

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The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.
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Brief Mindset Moments Myself Share
Anything and everything, the two almost the same–everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
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Claim Literature Meaning Word
I did not know that it was love until I knew.
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Known Love Myself
Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
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Free Oneself Sad Search Soul
How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
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Desperate Herself Life Mom Thankful
People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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People Poet Sadness Writing
I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don’t get the thing you want the most.
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Award Heart Broken Learning Myself Prize Writing Yourself
There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.
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Change Day Hurt Kind Known Sadness Yourself
The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.
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Calm Feeling Hurricane Ocean Time
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
My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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Decision Enough Myself
Remember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
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Forget Power Remember Word
It was a question I had worn on my lips for days – like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn’t resist pulling – despite knowing it could all unravel around me. “Do you love me, I ask?” In your hesitation I found my answer.
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Finding Hesitate Lips Love Myself Question Sweater
But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.
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Belief Future Hope Myself
I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.
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Hands Poetry Reminder Yourself
It was the year you learned that shooting stars were either a blessing or a curse, depending on what you wanted to believe.
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Believe Blessing Curse Learning Yourself

Like time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.

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Like time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.

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