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You can fan the flames with hate or stroke the fire with love, either way, it’s going to burn.

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He was everything I never could, but always wanted to love.
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Himself Love Myself Relationship
I promised to touch your soul. I never said it would be painless.
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Myself Pain Promise Soul Touch
He calms my chaos and I fuel his fire. We are a match made between heaven and hell.
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Calm Fire Heaven Hell Himself
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
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
They build ladders from my spine and they climb and they fall and they break me, and they climb again.
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Break Build Myself Support
She tasted like wildflowers; crushed, wet wild flowers carried in sticky palms through farmers’ fields, just before dawn.
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Carry Flower Hands Herself Instagram Captions Morning Taste Wild
Pleasure or pain; I’ll take either as long as it is laced with passion.
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Myself Pain Passion
I think you were my taste of heaven after a lifetime of eating hell.
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Eat Heaven Life Myself Taste Thinking Time
You were a lifetime ago, yet here I am, still pulling pieces of you out of me.
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Break Up Life Pieces Time Yourself
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
I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
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Break Myself 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
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
Some souls were never meant to be content.
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Satisfaction Soul
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

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