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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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Painting over cracks as you watch the ceiling fall – not everything can be healed with love.
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Ceiling Healing Love Painting
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 think the scars that you left me, they remind me you were real.
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Myself Reality Reminder Scars Thinking
Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
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Beyond Hold Language Limitation Scope
I sit by the sea wall, willing the waves to stay. Pulling away with gentle abandon – they avenge me for doing the same.
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Abandonment Myself Sea Stay Wall Wave
A full glass for an empty heart – the temporary bandage for a fatal would.
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Bandage Fatal Heart Temporary
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
Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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Body Lips Name Softness
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
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
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
Lies sound so sweet when they are wrapped in velvet, a luxurious deception that charms my restless spirit – and I’m forever taken by beautiful things.
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Beautiful Forever Luxury Lying Myself Sound Sweet
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
A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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Fight Heart Hope Mindset Smart
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
In the end it’s all the same – the hearty fire or the damp earth. I pray I’m not alone.
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Alone Earth Myself Prayer
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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