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.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYI want to be his peace and his raging fire. His muse and every desire.
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I’m the queen of broken hearts with a reign that’s sure to last.
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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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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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If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
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I want to be his peace and his raging fire. His muse and every desire.
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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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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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Insomnia. Restless soul. Long dark nights. Haunted heavy heart feels. Foggy.
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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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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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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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The agony comes in waves. Pulling me down into its treacherous depths disguised as love. You are inviting and warm, but unpredictable and dangerous.
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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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On my knees, lips slightly parted thirsty, ready for a strong stiff one. Make it neat I love the burn.
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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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