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Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.

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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
Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
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Hands Independent Need Time 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
Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.
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Beautiful Myself Poetry World
And I’m just trying to find someone worthy enough to set my heart on fire.
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Enough Fire Heart Myself Try Worth
Its okay to have high standards. You deserve exactly what you want.
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Deserve Standard Yourself
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
She decided to name the stars. And as each one fell from the sky, her body got warmer. Her heart opened.
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Body Decision Heart Herself Name Sky Stars Warmth
A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
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Choice Heart Myself Safety Tragedy 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
I hope hearing my name makes you break. Not all at once, but little by little.
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Break Myself Name Yourself
You were the type of person who would put bandaid over a knife wound, and casually as if I was okay.
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Casual Myself Person Wound Yourself
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
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
I fell like the rain on a perfectly sunny afternoon. It rushed over me out of nowhere. It opened up the skies.
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Myself Open Perfection Rain Season Sky
Don’t force pieces that don’t fit.
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Force One Liner Pieces

Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.

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