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Remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah.
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Breathe Myself Remember Yourself
A kite is a victim you are sure of. You love it because it pulls.
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Love Victim Yourself
The cutting of the gem has to be finished before you can see whether it shines.
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Advice Patience Philosophy
Coroner’s inquest: death by drowning. And he hasn’t been to the seashore in ten years.
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Death Sea
When passion dies friendship hovers round our flesh like flies.
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Death Friendship Ourselves Passion
How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?
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Beginning Deep Myself Past
I told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you.
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Light Myself Truth
You live your life as if it’s real, a thousand kisses deep.
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Kiss Life Live Reality Yourself
He can love the shape of human beings, the fine and twisted shapes of the heart. It is good to have among us such men, such balancing monsters of love.
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Goodness Heart Himself Love Man
Going nowhere isn’t about turning your back on the world; it’s about stepping away now and then so that you can see the world more clearly and love it more deeply.
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Love World Yourself
Stunned and still not suffering. Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering. Useless, old, and full of grief, but still not suffering.
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Care Grief Suffering
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
I’m old and the mirrors don’t lie.
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Lie Myself One Liner
Then let’s be quiet together.
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Love Quiet Togetherness
I’m planning a catastrophe.
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Destruction Myself One Liner
I will never find the faces for all the goodbyes I’ve made.
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Deep End Myself
Blessed is the covenant of love, the covenant of mercy, useless light behind the terror, deathless song in the house of night.
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Blessing Death Light Love Night
Don’t call yourself a secret unless you mean to keep it.
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Deep Mystery Secret Yourself
You go your way I’ll go your way too.
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Love Togetherness Way Yourself
Ordinary eternal machinery, like the grinding of the stars.
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Forever Stars
I ache in the places where I used to play.
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Hurt Myself Place Play
And everything depends upon how near you sleep to me.
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Myself Relationship Sex Yourself
I am not the one who loved, it’s love that chooses me.
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Choice Deep Love Myself
Deprivation is the mother of poetry.
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Loss Mom Poetry
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as a secret to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
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Children Love Reveal Scars Secret Word
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you, I’m glad you stood in my way.
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Forgiveness Happiness I Miss You Myself
I don’t want to be a star, merely dying.
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