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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.

Nicole Lyons

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
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 deepest pain I ever felt was denying my own feelings to make everyone else comfortable.
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Comfortable Feeling Myself Pain
I think I saw you again in the moonlight tonight, and I swear I could taste the hints of it alll.
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Light Moon Myself Taste Thinking Yourself
I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
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Blood Memories Yourself
One day I will fall gracefully to pieces. Until then, I’ll just fall.
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Death Fall Grace Myself Pieces
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
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
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
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
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
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
Whatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.
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Listening Noise Soul 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
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
She tasted like wildflowers; crushed, wet wild flowers carried in sticky palms through farmers’ fields, just before dawn.
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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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