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If only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.

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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 stopped letting him clip her wings, and slowly made her way towards the sun.
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Himself Slow Stop Sun Wings
It was then, sitting there, that I looked over him, and realized there was more.
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Himself Love Myself Realization Romantic
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
Mark my words. Memories of me will haunt you when you sleep at night. No one forgets a love like mine.
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Forget Love Memories Myself Night Sleep Word
The way that the water reflects off of her eyes, tells me a story of beautiful pain.
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Beautiful Eyes Herself Pain Reflection Story Water 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
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
A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
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Choice Heart Myself Safety Tragedy Yourself
What a miracle it is, that she never strayed from that light, that she always knew she would reach.
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Herself Light Miracle Reach
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
Like deep water, she was silent. His lips tasted of salt. He was both addicting and bitter all at once.
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Addiction Himself Lips Silence Taste Water
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
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
I’m choosing to build castle out of the things that nearly destroy me.
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Build Choice Destroy Myself

If only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.

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