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Be bold, child. You are rare and you are brazen light.

Nicole Lyons

I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
NICOLE LYONS

Break Myself Yourself
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
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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Attitude Burn Inspirational Soul Sweet Woman
He was exactly like hitting a red light during a killer streak of green.
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Himself Kill Light
If I had known our last kiss was to be our last kiss, I would have kissed you as if it was our first.
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Break Up End Kiss Myself Relationship Yourself
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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Healing Help Myself Shine Travel Yourself
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
He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
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Himself Letter Love Myself Way
I like my soul when it touches yours; winter turns to summer and my nightmares become dreams.
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Dreams Love Myself Relationship Soul Summer Touch Yourself
I will not force a pretty smile upon my face to please eyes that no longer see me.
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Eyes Face Force Myself See Smile
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
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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Art Character Judgement Love Poet Poetry Reveal Thinking
Pleasure or pain; I’ll take either as long as it is laced with passion.
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Myself Pain Passion
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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Business Forever Hate Heart Love Myself Patience
Sometimes love is nothing more than a sticky web; illusions spun, from clever minds and bitter hearts.
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Heart Illusion Love Mindset
You love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.
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Break Heart Love Perfection Yourself

Be bold, child. You are rare and you are brazen light.

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