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I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.

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You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.
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Forever Mirage Reach Temptation
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
A collection of thoughts bundled together and bound in twine – more toxic than any chemical, my very own poison.
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Collection Poison Thought Togetherness
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
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
Born in one country and raised in another – seperated by ocean, but tied in blood.
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Blood Country Immigrant Ocean
It started the way it always does. A broken heart, and a blank page.
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Heart Broken Page Start
And when I imagine my home – above all else, I’ll always think of you.
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Home Imagination Thinking Yourself
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
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
Hollow intent and echoes affection, a call with no response. Who could trust a dormant heart – where apathy is shaped like love?
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Affection Echo Heart Hollow Love Shape Trust
Maybe this time I choose ignorance, because giving began to feel like losing – repairing a house from rubble, and making sandcastles with the ash.
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Beginning Choice Home Ignorance Time
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
The rain reminds me of his voice, a perfectly composed melody in the sky. Each drop that falls against my window, a dedication to the oceans I would cross – just to sit beside him.
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Himself Myself Perfection Rain Reminder Voice
I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.
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Jealousy Myself Relationship See Way
And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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Break Up Deserve Heart Thinking

I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.

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