black
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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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In the pale light of a setting sun – I’ll hold your hand and promise to love you more, on the days that you forget to love yourself.
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Forget Love Hands Hold Promise Sun Yourself
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
A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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Fight Heart Hope Mindset Smart
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
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
Spirits dance on a velvet night, the sky it’s deepest black. In restless sleep and twisted dreams, they find themselves alive.
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Alive Black Dance Dreams Night Spirit
A full glass for an empty heart – the temporary bandage for a fatal would.
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Bandage Fatal Heart Temporary
The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.
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Instinct Known Leave Let Go
And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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Break Up Deserve Heart Thinking
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
The smell of oak reminds me of summers spent sleeping under canvas, crackling fires and roasted coffee, the soft sound of guitar and voices in unison.
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Fire Guitar Reminder Softness Sound Summer Unison Voice
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
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
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

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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