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Her poetry – a sweet symphony of madness.

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There are parts of me that beg him to devour all of me.
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Himself Myself Sex
Poetry is not a cure for sadness but it makes the pain bearable.
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Pain Poetry Sad
And you will always be my most beautiful someone.
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Beautiful Break Up Myself Yourself
Some nights I wish I could slip into her skin and wear her flesh only to feel his touch.
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Feeling Herself Night Skin Touch
You didn’t need to make her cuts this deep.
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Herself Hurt Need Pain Yourself
I just want to lay in your arms dressed in nothing but love and moonlight.
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Love Moon Myself Romantic Sex Yourself
Can’t you see you’re toxic to me there’s no affection just obsession?tion just obsession?
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Affection Obsession See Yourself
She’s a daughter of the healers in Salem and even tho her wings are scorched she still chooses to do good.
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Choice Goodness Healing Herself Wings
I’m laying bare still untouched by the hands I crave completely taken by words.
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Hands Myself Touch Word
Are you aware of the wilderness you awoke when you broke me?
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Break Myself Wild Yourself
I cannot tell if it is a blessing from an old god or lovely dark art only that he holds my heart.
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Art Darkness God Heart Himself Myself
And I vow to be your lasting dream if you follow me into the river.
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Dream Myself River Yourself
Let me lay in the forest of your mind and let me wake to the beating of wings in the garden of your heart.
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Heart Myself Wings Yourself
Her poetry – a sweet symphony of madness.
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Herself Mad Poetry
Be careful, her hell is lovely, dark, and deep until she weeps.
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Cry Darkness Hell Herself
And his rough hands upon my porcelain skin had me howling at the moon.
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Hands Himself Moon Myself Sex Skin
With him, the tides the moon, and life itself lost their spell over her.
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Herself Himself Life Magic Moon
And you broke me in all the ways I loved you.
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Break Love Myself One Liner Yourself
Your ghost still haunts the empty halls of my soul.
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Break Up End Myself Soul Yourself
Behind that gate of skin and bone dwells his soul and I’m not ready to move on.
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Himself Move On Skin Soul
The art of harvesting pain – poetry.
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Art Pain Poetry
He may never slay a dragon but he will grow old with you begging for death to leave you alone.
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Alone Death Grow Up Himself True Love Yourself
I don’t wanna settle scores I’m just no longer yours.
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Break Up Myself Yourself
And they wrapped her in darkness until she became it – Lilith.
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Darkness Herself Women Empowerment
I feel too much and I fall in love with words – poet.
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Fall In Love Feeling Myself Poet Word
Brave soul, you will survive it all.
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Brave Inspirational One Liner Soul Survive Yourself
They saw her beaten and broken I saw the birth of a warrior.
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Born Break Herself Inspirational Warrior Women Empowerment

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