How recklessly we turn from strangers and blindly back to lovers, to nothing.
NICOLE LYONSBe patient with me, dear heart. The art of loving is a peculiar business when one has spent an eternity hating themselves.
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Every now and then even the sweetest souls burn it to the ground, just to remind the rest of them who exactly they are fucking with.
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Sometimes love is nothing more than a sticky web; illusions spun, from clever minds and bitter hearts.
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Poetry is the loveliest art. It has a wretched way of revealing our own character when we think we are judging the poets.
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I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
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The tide has pulled the storm from my soul again. But in all that is right or wrong and pure, there is you, and your stunning ability to blur the lines and just be.
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I drink to the ones who can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
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You love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.
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I could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.
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I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
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He was all dangerous eyes and beautiful lies, but I ached. for him to lie to me some more.
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You can fan the flames with hate or stroke the fire with love, either way, it’s going to burn.
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I am world of uncertainties disguised as a girl.
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She is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.
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I will not force a pretty smile upon my face to please eyes that no longer see me.
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Be patient with me, dear heart. The art of loving is a peculiar business when one has spent an eternity hating themselves.
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