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Love is a fire/It burns everyone/It disfigures everyone/It is the world’s excuse for being ugly.

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I ache in the places where I used to play.
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Hurt Myself Place Play
You go to Heaven once you’ve been to Hell.
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Heaven Hell Yourself
Your body will never be familiar.
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Body One Liner Yourself
The cutting of the gem has to be finished before you can see whether it shines.
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Advice Patience Philosophy
I will never find the faces for all the goodbyes I’ve made.
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Deep End Myself
Friend, when you speak this carefully I know it is because you don’t know what to say.
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Care Character Friendship
I am not the one who loved, it’s love that chooses me.
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Choice Deep Love Myself
Who could have foretold the heart grows cold from touching others.
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Growth Heart Touch
We are not mad. We are human. We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.
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Darkness Forgiveness Human Journey Love Mad Ourselves Path
To discover the truth in anything that is alien, first dispense with the indispensable in your own vision.
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Discover Philosophy Truth Vision
A heavy burden lifted from my soul, I heard that love was out of my control.
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Control Love Myself
Blessed are you who circled desire with a blade, and the garden with fiery swords, and heaven and earth with a word.
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Blessing Desire Heaven Nature Word
Ah, grief makes us precise!
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Grief One Liner
Even damnation is poisoned with rainbows.
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One Liner Poison
How bitter were the Prozac pills of the last few hundred mornings?
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Morning Taste
Garages, barns, and attics are always older than the buildings to which they are attached.
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Attachment Old Philosophy
She was made of flesh and eyelashes.
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Herself One Liner
When passion dies friendship hovers round our flesh like flies.
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Death Friendship Ourselves Passion
Reality is one of the possibilities I cannot afford to ignore.
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Ignorance Myself Possible Reality
Here’s to the few who forgive what you do, and the fewer who don’t even care.
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Care Forgiveness
I bargain now. I offer buttons for his love.
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Himself Love Myself Sex
You live your life as if it’s real, a thousand kisses deep.
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Kiss Life Live Reality Yourself
Games are nature’s most beautiful creation.
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Beautiful Creation Game Nature
I cannot understand why my arm is not a lilac tree.
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Myself Tree Understand
You wanted to be the Superman who was never Clark Kent.
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Fantasy Yourself
I’m afraid to live any place but in expectation. I’m no life-risk.
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Afraid Expectation Life Live Myself Place Risk
Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.
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