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Painting over cracks as you watch the ceiling fall – not everything can be healed with love.

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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
And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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Break Up Deserve Heart Thinking
I wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.
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Fountain Future Myself Prayer Stone
Scribbled lines and crumpled pages – piles of rejection and resurrection. There will never be the right words to amend a lost goodbye.
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Goodbye Lost Poet Rejection Right Writing
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
The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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Burden Devotion Friendship Lover
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
The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.
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Instinct Known Leave Let Go
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
Born in one country and raised in another – seperated by ocean, but tied in blood.
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Blood Country Immigrant Ocean
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
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
I feel like I’m on fire, fighting for a moment on respite – I’m not placing bets.
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Feeling Fire Moments Place
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
Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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Body Lips Name Softness
Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
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Home Intimacy Love Myself Relationship Yourself

Painting over cracks as you watch the ceiling fall – not everything can be healed with love.

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