I cannot tell if it is a blessing from an old god or lovely dark art only that he holds my heart.
MONA-LISE- She dances barefoot through the smoke upon ashes from a broken world – she is hope.
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She dances barefoot through the smoke upon ashes from a broken world – she is hope.
More Mona-Lise Quotes
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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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She’s a daughter of the healers in Salem and even tho her wings are scorched she still chooses to do good.
MONA-LISEShe’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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And you will always be my most beautiful someone.
MONA-LISEAnd you will always be my most beautiful someone.
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The art of harvesting pain – poetry.
MONA-LISEThe art of harvesting pain – poetry.
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And then I understood you were never my rescue yet always my escape.
MONA-LISEAnd then I understood you were never my rescue yet always my escape.
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And you broke me in all the ways I loved you.
MONA-LISEAnd you broke me in all the ways I loved you.
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Some nights I wish I could slip into her skin and wear her flesh only to feel his touch.
MONA-LISESome nights I wish I could slip into her skin and wear her flesh only to feel his touch.
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He may never slay a dragon but he will grow old with you begging for death to leave you alone.
MONA-LISEHe may never slay a dragon but he will grow old with you begging for death to leave you alone.
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Be careful, her hell is lovely, dark, and deep until she weeps.
MONA-LISEBe careful, her hell is lovely, dark, and deep until she weeps.
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And they wrapped her in darkness until she became it – Lilith.
MONA-LISEAnd they wrapped her in darkness until she became it – Lilith.
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I don’t wanna settle scores I’m just no longer yours.
MONA-LISEI don’t wanna settle scores I’m just no longer yours.
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With him, the tides the moon, and life itself lost their spell over her.
MONA-LISEWith him, the tides the moon, and life itself lost their spell over her.
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A loving reminder at least we are lonely together.
MONA-LISEA loving reminder at least we are lonely together.
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The forest lays in darkness and decay yet our love blossoms.
MONA-LISEThe forest lays in darkness and decay yet our love blossoms.
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Your ghost still haunts the empty halls of my soul.
MONA-LISEYour ghost still haunts the empty halls of my soul.
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Poetry is not a cure for sadness but it makes the pain bearable.
MONA-LISEPoetry is not a cure for sadness but it makes the pain bearable.
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