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There is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.

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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 knew he could be my North Star when he made me feel something after being numb for so long.
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Feeling Love Myself Relationship Star
The beautiful yet chaotic irony of it all is that; because of you, I lost myself, and yet, because of you, I found myself.
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Beautiful Chaos Lost Myself 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
When you’d hurt, I’d rush to your side. When I’d hurt, you’d hide.
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Difference Hide Hurt Side Yourself
He admired the way I loved. Because I still gave everything that I had, even when I was left with nothing.
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Admire Himself Love Myself Way
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
Because next to you, I can see new life bloom. And by your side, I can feel both our worlds collide.
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Feeling Growth Life Love Myself Relationship Romantic See Togetherness World Yourself
If only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.
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Appearance Himself Love Myself Poetry Romance
Don’t force pieces that don’t fit.
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Force One Liner Pieces
There is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.
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Beautiful Herself Poetry Walk Way
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
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
Give me someone who will lay with me under a crescent moon, and quietly watch our worlds collide.
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Moon Nature Ourselves Quiet World
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
Misery only ever lingers on those who choose not to see the beauty in anyone, other than themselves.
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Beautiful Choice Misery See

There is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.

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