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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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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
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
Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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Known Right Sleep Wake Up 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
You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
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Best Missing Writing Yourself
The less you speak, the more weight your words will carry when you do.
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Important Talk Value Weight Word Yourself
There is a certain quality to words that when strung in a certain way-has an almost hypnotic effect.
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Certain Power Quality Way Word
Remember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
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Forget Power Remember Word
To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Dare Despair Hope Love
It is only the year that is ending. So why does it feel like the world is?
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Ending Feeling Myself World
We all need to follow our intuition, even if it takes us down the wrong path. Otherwise, you’ll always be second-guessing yourself.
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Follow Intuition Need Path Wrong Yourself
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
Here’s to those who wish us well, and the rest can go to hell!
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Hell Ourselves Rest
I thought you were a keeper, I wish I could have kept you.
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Love Myself Relationship Thinking Yourself
Now that you have it all, do you ever wish you could go back to when you had it simple?
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Simplicity Yourself
But you’re not the kind of girl who builds her house from sticks; you are a fortress, stubborn and strong. Do not give away the keys to the kingdom to anyone less than a king.
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Build Home Kind Strong Stubborn Yourself

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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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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