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Every now and then I roam the catacombs in my head and attempt to resurrect you, and make you shiny again.

Nicole Lyons

Pleasure or pain; I’ll take either as long as it is laced with passion.
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Myself Pain Passion
I drink to the ones that can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
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Drink Myself Sleep Soul
Oh my darling, you mustn’t fill up on memories alone, there is heartache and regret yet to be served.
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Alone Heart Memories Myself Regret Service
You load your words as I bare my chest, and this will be the most beautiful death.
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Argument Beautiful Death Myself Word Yourself
I promised to touch your soul. I never said it would be painless.
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Myself Pain Promise Soul Touch
You can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.
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Tame Woman Yourself
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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Ability Philosophy Purity Right Soul Storm Wrong
And now I wander. Forever searching for the pieces of me I should have never given away.
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Deep Forever Myself Pieces Search
I have been covered in easy kisses from uneasy lips, and I know I smell weary again.
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Easy Kiss Lips Myself
Moon child with your galaxy heart, cool your heels and stay awhile.
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Children Heart Moon Stay Yourself
Too many times I have given this heart away, I am afraid it is no longer mine.
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Afraid Heart Myself Time
I have God in my words and the devil in my ear, and a sister who keeps telling me to find my magic.
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Devil God Magic Myself Sister Word
He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
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Himself Letter Love Myself Way
I breathe him in so deep that when he is gone I exhale and taste him again.
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Breathe End Himself Leaving Taste
How recklessly we turn from strangers and blindly back to lovers, to nothing.
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Love Path Relationship Stranger Travel
On paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.
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Heart Kill Myself Paper Time Word

Every now and then I roam the catacombs in my head and attempt to resurrect you, and make you shiny again.

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