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Stop blaming love when it’s people who hurt you.

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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
I watched him make wishes on shooting stars and dandelions, while I stood there never knowing if I was enough.
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Enough Myself Stand Stars
She was someone who still believed that she could love with a shattered heart, and that made her remarkable.
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Believe Heart Herself Remark
Love today. Gone tomorrow. Now you pass each other like strangers on a busy street.
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Break Up Busy Day Love Relationship Stranger
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
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
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
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’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
These walls are so high, but I refuse to be a prisoner of my past.
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High Myself Past Prison Wall
Its okay to have high standards. You deserve exactly what you want.
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Deserve Standard Yourself
Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.
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Beautiful Myself Poetry World
She left this world with so many unanswered questions. But returned with an open heart.
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Answer Heart Herself Open Question Return World
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

Stop blaming love when it’s people who hurt you.

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