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In the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.

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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
In the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.
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Hands Past Weapon Wrong Yourself
To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Dare Despair Hope Love
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 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
Are you like me? Do you give too much, too quickly? Do you throw yourself blindly at the world, thinking that it will always open its arms up to you?
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Open Quick Thinking Throw World Yourself
For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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Herself Himself Love Poet Poetry
You can’t borrow from the future, to make up for the past.
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Borrow Future Motivational Past Time Yourself
I know love because I am in love. Because of how long I’ve loved. Because of the man I love.
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Known Love Man Myself
I look for you, the way I was taught to look both ways when crossing the road. Uptight and wary, bracing myself for something I know could break me.
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Break Known Myself Teaching Way
you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you.
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Depth Inflict Wound Yourself
I have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.
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Bury Hide Myself Person Poem Word Writing
Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
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Future Past Pieces Present Whisper Yourself
We all have moments of darkness, moments when we are so unlike ourselves. And like vultures they wait for a slip, a misstep, then they take that part of us and try to convince the world that is all we are.
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Darkness Moments Ourselves Vulture World
Sometimes the loneliest place to be is in love.
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Lonely Love Place Time
Why do you write? he asked. So I can take my love for you and give it to the world, I reply. Because you won’t take it from me.
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Himself Love Myself World Writing

In the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.

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