Insomnia. Restless soul. Long dark nights. Haunted heavy heart feels. Foggy.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYSome say your body is a temple. But I’m feeling trapped within this flesh. My mind is a haunted fortress and I’m a prisoner in duress.
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If only love spilled from lips and truth bled from hearts then hate would drown in a flood of understanding.
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I need a wolf, a beast with a ravenous appetite. Devour me like desperate goods. Ravage me my warrior lover, mark your territory. I’m not a typical lover, I’m a woman with a taste for blood.
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I’m the queen of broken hearts with a reign that’s sure to last.
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Go ahead break my heart. Although I love your darkness, the sun will eventually dry my tears and paint rainbows in my sky. I will transform this pain into poetry and these wings will carry me away.
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I’m the fire that dances in the rain, I’m the love that lives in my heart. I’m the broken heart that crashes, I’m the phoenix rising from the ashes. I’m healing and scars, I’m the sun and all the stars.
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If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
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Love is magic and magic is everywhere. You just need to open your heart to see it.
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This heart of mine wears battle scars, only a beast could understand. A hunter must be patient in this war zone of land.
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I walk around like a faded ghost, a shell of a person waiting to be filled with your love which brings me to life like a cup of morning coffee.
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If a home is where the heart is, I guess my home left with you. Please remember to water the flowers.
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Your smile keeps me longing for the taste of your lips pressed against my soul.
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Mold me into poetry. Make me flow beautifully and deep. Write me into rhythmic verses with silent words that make me weep. Paint me with emotions like a bleeding sunset on a shore.
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I hope you rise like the sun, bright and cheerful. Fresh and free from yesterdays storms and ready to shine your light on the world.
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You’re the secret whisper of the mountain. The fresh water stream that babbles down the majestic moonlit reverie. You’re the silent hush of screaming stars that ache my heart with the taste of magic.
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Storms in his eyes, Fire in his heart, Lust in his touch, Tearing me apart.
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Hope is a gift I hold in my heart. It spills into words and gets written into art.
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The sound of silence has the ability to teach the loudest lessons.
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She’s love without boundaries. She’s home without walls. She’s the warmth of the sun that catches you when you fall. She is mother, she’s irreplaceable.
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Your smile is watching a flower bloom in love. Shy at first, then your brightness unfolds and you magically decorate the world with your flashy hues.
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She is dandelion wishes and watermelon kisses. He is tumultuous fire and venomous desire.
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I do not know how to love gently. Devour me completely leaving no insecurities behind. Let me taste every drop of your devotion. Lets run like the wolves and never let go.
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Her touch is tender but her fierce heart is untamed. She doesn’t know how to love gently. She will drown you with her unyielding passion.
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Although you stood before me in all your tangible glory, your love evaporated like an illusion melting in my hands.
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This melancholy heart longs for a fresh start, where darkness will lift sands of time, kindly sift without a sound for I am found.
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Sometimes the angry sky rages before the bellowing tears spill.
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Some say your body is a temple. But I’m feeling trapped within this flesh. My mind is a haunted fortress and I’m a prisoner in duress.
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