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It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.

Lang Leav

Yes, we took it all for granted-but isn’t that such a blessed thing? When you’re not even thinking about what you have, because you never imagine you someday won’t.
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Blessing Grant Imagination Relationship Thinking Yourself
Don’t you get it?” he said. “The ones who are afraid of heights don’t trust themselves enough to jump.
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Enough Fall Height Jump Trust Yourself
If any person claims to have loved twice in all their life – they have not loved at all.
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Break Up Life Love Person
Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.
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Name Oneself See Stop Thinking Yourself
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
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 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
I was loved in my dreams last night. It echoed through me like thunder-I felt it through and through.
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Dreams Love Myself Night Thunder
you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you.
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Depth Inflict Wound Yourself
In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.
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Better Destiny Eyes Sadness Sing
Remember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
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Forget Power Remember Word
It should be my right to mourn someone who has yet to leave this world but no longer wants to be part of mine.
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Leave Mourn Myself Right World
We number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.
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Day Definition Division Love Myself Summer
My father was a house,my mother was a home.
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Family Father Home Mom Myself
But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
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Flaws Love Myself
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

It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.

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It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.

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