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A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.

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Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
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Hands Independent Need Time Yourself
I’ve been in a daze the last few days, just wanting all of this to fade away.
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Day Fade Myself
She brought the kind of light that was similar to the sun right after it rains.
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Herself Kind Light Rain Right Sun
I will always remember you. And the way I bloomed. Not with you, but after you.
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Bloom Myself Remember Way Yourself
He could only give her a world in black and white. And all she wanted was a life of color.
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Black Color Himself Life White World
I remember how I used to beg for his time, and now all you want is to give me all of yours.
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Myself Remember Time Yourself
I long to be in a moment where it feels magic is real. Where time actually stops around us.
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Feeling Magic Moments Myself Time
When you’re with her, I know you wish it was me. When I’m with him, he’s all I see.
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Love Myself Relationship See Yourself
I’m afraid to let lightening strike me, but I think you and I could be the perfect storm.
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Afraid Light Myself Perfection Storm Strike Thinking
Don’t force pieces that don’t fit.
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Force One Liner Pieces
Because next to you, I can see new life bloom. And by your side, I can feel both our worlds collide.
MOOMER

Feeling Growth Life Love Myself Relationship Romantic See Togetherness World Yourself
I want to exist in the same world where you just want to exist in mine.
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Existence Love Myself Relationship World
She’s got a glow about her. The kind that says- She’s been through some dark pain, but she’s lighting her own way now.
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Darkness Glow Herself Inspirational Kind Light Pain
He was fire that crippled my bones. And you were the one who showed up out of nowhere, and carried me home.
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Bone Carry Fire Home Myself
If only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.
MOOMER

Appearance Himself Love Myself Poetry Romance
These walls are so high, but I refuse to be a prisoner of my past.
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High Myself Past Prison Wall

A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.

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A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.

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