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I was quiet, yes but I heard all you never said, your silence read.

Melissa Anderson

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Love me as a storm would rage full force or not at all.
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I will love you from afar it’s better this way because close up it hurts too much.
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You are already more than enough.
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I take a piece of you with me everywhere I go, so my soul never feels alone, and my heart always feels at home.
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Peaceful dreams find me pull me from reality in their arms I land.
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Your heart is my shelter, my handmade forever home.
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Grace is found flourishing beneath skin blooming from each scar.
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Imagination is lost in reality’s cruelty.
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I am the moments and memories from the past tied up with good intentions and mistakes from the future.
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Poetry runs through tired veins reviving once sleeping souls.
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There are ocean waves inside these veins – constantly pulling me to you.
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I thought I had time until I realized the time had me.
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In the rise and fall of all that is let me be your moon, your sun.
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I fell into you first slowly, then all at once never to recover.
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Fall Love Myself Recover Slow
If hearts are our homes, why do we let others break windows and throw stones?
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You keep planting sympathy in rows meant for empathy and I’m here picking weeds with tears in my eyes.
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