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I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.

Marie-Kristin Hofmann

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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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It takes effort to make it to forever.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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Dreams Empty Herself Lost Wine World
Nights were made for broken hearts.
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Broken Heart Night One Liner
I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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Dreams Light Myself Sky
He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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Day Death Himself Hope Summer
Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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Eyes Fall Sparkle Wild
We always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
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Alive Deep Inspirational Live Motivational Summer
I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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Myself Patience Wait Wild
The way she danced through life was poetry.
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Open your heart to life before summer is over.
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Heart Inspirational Life Motivational Summer
It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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Cold Myself Search Sky Summer
Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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Myself Search Summer
One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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Head Mindset Ourselves World
Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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Day Dreams Fountain Herself
Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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Kiss Lips Love Poem Word
It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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Cold Myself Search Sky Summer
I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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Myself November Thinking World
The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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Deep Hurt Life Love
It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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