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Before I fell in live with words, with setting skies and singing birds – it was you I fell in love with first.

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I don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.
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Goodness Missing Myself Thinking
You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.
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Blood Page Writing Yourself
You may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself.
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Growth Love Purpose Save Yourself
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
He and I When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am, and we just are.
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Existence Myself Silence
But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.
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Belief Future Hope Myself
Remember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
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Forget Power Remember Word
But it was now time for her to go away-to find someone who could show her what happiness was.
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Finding Happiness Herself Time
I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
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Celebration Life Moon Myself Sun Whole
My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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Decision Enough Myself
I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
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Fingers Known Lips Myself Remember Sacred Soul
Here’s the story of my life. Hoping they would care about me or wishing they wouldn’t care so much.
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Care Hope Life Myself Story
One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else.
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Connection Day Feeling Oneself Reason
Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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Dormant Love Silence Time Volcano
She would fondly call him her Frankenstein, this man who was a patchwork of all the things she had ever longed for.
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Herself Man Patch Work
It was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.
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End Fall Heart Broken Myself Word Writing

Before I fell in live with words, with setting skies and singing birds – it was you I fell in love with first.

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