She tasted like wildflowers; crushed, wet wild flowers carried in sticky palms through farmers’ fields, just before dawn.
NICOLE LYONSYou can fan the flames with hate or stroke the fire with love, either way, it’s going to burn.
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Melancholy- My longest of lost lovers has returned to dance with me Again I loved him; intensely.
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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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He was all dangerous eyes and beautiful lies, but I ached. for him to lie to me some more.
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He was exactly like hitting a red light during a killer streak of green.
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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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And now I wander. Forever searching for the pieces of me I should have never given away.
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You love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.
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Moon child with your galaxy heart, cool your heels and stay awhile.
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I write because suicide is no longer an option.
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I have been covered in easy kisses from uneasy lips, and I know I smell weary again.
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You were a lifetime ago, yet here I am, still pulling pieces of you out of me.
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I like my soul when it touches yours; winter turns to summer and my nightmares become dreams.
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He calms my chaos and I fuel his fire. We are a match made between heaven and hell.
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Oh my darling, you mustn’t fill up on memories alone, there is heartache and regret yet to be served.
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On paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.
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