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Hollow intent and echoes affection, a call with no response. Who could trust a dormant heart – where apathy is shaped like love?

M.K. Standby

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

Jealousy Myself Relationship See Way
Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
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Beyond Hold Language Limitation Scope
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
A full glass for an empty heart – the temporary bandage for a fatal would.
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Bandage Fatal Heart Temporary
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
A dishonor greater than any affair, is that of a friend who never was.
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Affair Friendship Greatness
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
And when I imagine my home – above all else, I’ll always think of you.
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Home Imagination Thinking 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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Break Up Change I Miss You
I’m scared of mediocrity, of scribing my soul on fading pages, each destined to the fate that met those before it – gently laid to rest in a growing pile of unwanted words.
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Fade Growth Mediocre Myself Page Scare
And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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Break Up Deserve Heart Thinking
Building a fire from a ash, what did I expect?
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Build Expectation Fire Myself
Leaves dance on twisted arms, swaying on the breeze as though choreographed by unseen hands. Even the faithless could find themselves converts, by the smell of dampened earth and its blossoming rose.
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Blossom Dance Earth Faith Hands Leave Rose Twist
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
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
Peace found me in a wordless embrace – in the rising of autumn sun, and the sound of turning pages.
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Embrace Finding Page Peace Sound

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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