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

M.K. Standby

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
Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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Body Lips Name Softness
We didn’t know it was simpler, did we? Those days of sunburnt youth and carefree adventure. Knowing that indestructible optimism would waver with experience – would I have gripped it a little tighter? Held on a little longer?
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Adventure Experience Hold Known Simplicity
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
It started the way it always does. A broken heart, and a blank page.
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Heart Broken Page Start
Your kisses fell on me like sand through an hourglass – a thousand tiny moments, for an eternity of stillness.
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Fall Heart Kiss Moment
Building a fire from a ash, what did I expect?
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Build Expectation Fire Myself
And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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Break Up Deserve Heart Thinking
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
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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Break Up Change I Miss You
Born in one country and raised in another – seperated by ocean, but tied in blood.
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Blood Country Immigrant Ocean
And when I imagine my home – above all else, I’ll always think of you.
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Home Imagination Thinking Yourself
A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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Fight Heart Hope Mindset Smart
And in the end when the money is gone – will you still stay it was worth it.
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End Money Willing Worth
What use is sleep, when reality is more beautiful than my dreams could ever muster?
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Beautiful Dreams Love Reality Sleep

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

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