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I think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars.

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The greatest injustice I have suffered has come under the pretense of love.
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Abuse Greatness Injustice Love Pretend
Some days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.
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Burden Feeling Smile Worry Yourself
Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
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Live Ourselves Strange True
People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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People Poet Sadness Writing
The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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Break Up Distance Measurement Myself
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
If they were meant to be in your life, nothing cover ever make them leave. If they weren’t, nothing in the world could make them stay.
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Himself Leaving Life Myself Stay World
The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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Missing Moments Sadness Yourself
Now I know being close to you was never about the proximity.
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Distance Myself Togetherness
You’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
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Doubt Feeling Lose Miracle Time Young Yourself
Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
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Beautiful Comfortable Hurt Known Myself Willing
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
The words I heard from you today, are said when there’s nothing left to say. What I would give to make you stay, I would give it all away.
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Break Up Day Love Myself Stay
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
I don’t think all writers are sad, she said. I think it’s the other way around- all sad people write.
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Deep Myself People Poet Sadness Thinking Writing
Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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Known Right Sleep Wake Up Yourself

I think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars.

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