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She was someone who still believed that she could love with a shattered heart, and that made her remarkable.

Moomer

I’m choosing to build castle out of the things that nearly destroy me.
MOOMER

Build Choice Destroy Myself
Give me someone who will lay with me under a crescent moon, and quietly watch our worlds collide.
MOOMER

Moon Nature Ourselves Quiet World
If only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.
MOOMER

Appearance Himself Love Myself Poetry Romance
I hope hearing my name makes you break. Not all at once, but little by little.
MOOMER

Break Myself Name Yourself
I’ve been in a daze the last few days, just wanting all of this to fade away.
MOOMER

Day Fade Myself
I want to exist in the same world where you just want to exist in mine.
MOOMER

Existence Love Myself Relationship World
Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
MOOMER

Hands Independent Need Time Yourself
The only thing setting her off, are the fireworks he put inside of her soul.
MOOMER

Herself Himself Love Relationship Sex Soul
The beautiful yet chaotic irony of it all is that; because of you, I lost myself, and yet, because of you, I found myself.
MOOMER

Beautiful Chaos Lost Myself Yourself
Love today. Gone tomorrow. Now you pass each other like strangers on a busy street.
MOOMER

Break Up Busy Day Love Relationship Stranger
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.
MOOMER

Darkness Glow Herself Inspirational Kind Light Pain
Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.
MOOMER

Beautiful Myself Poetry World
Never forget what broke you. And never forget how you put yourself back together.
MOOMER

Break Forget Togetherness Yourself
He was fire that crippled my bones. And you were the one who showed up out of nowhere, and carried me home.
MOOMER

Bone Carry Fire Home Myself
There are things that I don’t say out loud. And so they just live in the roots of my soul.
MOOMER

Live Loud Myself Root Soul
There is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.
MOOMER

Beautiful Herself Poetry Walk Way

She was someone who still believed that she could love with a shattered heart, and that made her remarkable.

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