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I breathe him in so deep that when he is gone I exhale and taste him again.

Nicole Lyons

One day I will fall gracefully to pieces. Until then, I’ll just fall.
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Death Fall Grace Myself Pieces
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
He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
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Himself Letter Love Myself Way
I promised to touch your soul. I never said it would be painless.
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Myself Pain Promise Soul Touch
Pleasure or pain; I’ll take either as long as it is laced with passion.
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Myself Pain Passion
Melancholy- My longest of lost lovers has returned to dance with me Again I loved him; intensely.
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Dance Intense Lost Love Myself Return
Whatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.
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Listening Noise Soul Yourself
He was all dangerous eyes and beautiful lies, but I ached. for him to lie to me some more.
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Beautiful Dangerous Eyes Himself Lying Pain
He was everything I never could, but always wanted to love.
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Himself Love Myself Relationship
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
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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Beautiful Courage Darkness Earth Herself Strange
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
When I told you that I hadn’t been broken before; it wasn’t a fucking challenge.
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Break Challenge Myself Talk Yourself
I have known love and I have known loss, but in the end, they both looked a lot like you.
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Break Up End Loss Love Myself Yourself
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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Drink Myself Sleep Soul
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

I breathe him in so deep that when he is gone I exhale and taste him again.

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