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14 days, but I can’t change my sheets. Your scents still marks my pillow – and its all that I have left.

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My thoughts feel like plagiarism – a feeling already felt, the words already written.
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Myself Plagiarism Thinking Writing
My throat burns with the words left unspoken, air hangs still and silence hides the words you long to hear – stay.
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Burn Hesitate Silence Stay Talk Throat
I fill the shadow of the girl you want, a placeholder to the one I know you’d rather – I’ll do for now, but not forever.
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Filling Forever Myself Shadow
Born in one country and raised in another – seperated by ocean, but tied in blood.
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Blood Country Immigrant Ocean
And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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Break Up Deserve Heart Thinking
A full glass for an empty heart – the temporary bandage for a fatal would.
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Bandage Fatal Heart Temporary
You broke me into pieces, but I took those shards and built a mosaic. I’m stronger for the fall, and more beautiful than I could have ever been with you.
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Break Mosaic Pieces Yourself
It spills from my fingers faster than ink can flow – feelings too strong to contain, emotions that demand to be felt.
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Demand Fast Feeling Fingers Flow
Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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Body Lips Name Softness
The knot in a grain of wood, a frost covering sodden grass. Mornings warmed by the rising sun and brewing coffee – the vision of the poet.
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Forest Perspective Poet Rising Vision
Just tell me that it won’t be the same- that one day I won’t look at you, and only see a stranger.
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Future Myself People Stranger
Lies sound so sweet when they are wrapped in velvet, a luxurious deception that charms my restless spirit – and I’m forever taken by beautiful things.
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Beautiful Forever Luxury Lying Myself Sound Sweet
I read that good things take time – but one look at him, and I knew I could never love someone more.
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Goodness Love Myself Read Time
I think the scars that you left me, they remind me you were real.
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Myself Reality Reminder Scars Thinking
Don’t give your heart to a poet – we see stories in a sentence and haunt you with our ink.
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Haunt Heart Ink Ourselves Poet Story
So long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.
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Finding Share Sky Way Yourself

14 days, but I can’t change my sheets. Your scents still marks my pillow – and its all that I have left.

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