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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.

Laura Natoli-Kearney

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The sound of silence has the ability to teach the loudest lessons.
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Ability Lesson Loud Silence Sound Teach
She is dandelion wishes and watermelon kisses. He is tumultuous fire and venomous desire.
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Desire Fire Kiss Relationship Watermelon
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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Devotion Gentle Insecurity Let Go Love Taste Wolf
My wings of hope unfurl soaring through the broken battlefields of life. On a journey to plant myself and bloom in iridescent rays of reverie.
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Bloom Break Hope Journey Life Reverie War Wings
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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Flower Heart Home Water Yourself
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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Rising from the ashes on wings of tomorrow. Her strength carries her into the dawn of new beginnings.
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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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Body Flesh Haunt Mind Prison Temple Trap
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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Finding Heart Melancholy Sound Start
I’m the queen of broken hearts with a reign that’s sure to last.
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Broken Heart Last Queen
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.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEY

Beautiful Bleed Deep Emotion Poetry Sun Verse Weep
If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
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Heart Pain Scars Visible Yourself
Tainted with lies, toxic fire dancing in your eyes. Kisses like poison arrows aiming for the heart killing me softly. Toxic love is an art.
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Art Dance Fire Heart Kiss Lie Love Soft Toxic
Your smile keeps me longing for the taste of your lips pressed against my soul.
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Lips Romantic Smile Soul Taste
He is my heaven and my hell. Serving passion and poison with the same spoon, and I am a sucker for a taste.
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Heaven Hell Passion Poison Relationship Taste
You thought you could take advantage of my heart. But I’ve mastered revenge and made it an art.
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Advantage Art Heart Revenge Yourself

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