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Whatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.

Nicole Lyons

You can fan the flames with hate or stroke the fire with love, either way, it’s going to burn.
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Burn Fan Fire Flame Hate Love Yourself
Whatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.
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Listening Noise Soul Yourself
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
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 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
And that is the nature of us poets and whores, to make things hard: dicks, choices, life.
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Choice Hard Life Nature Poet
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
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
The deepest pain I ever felt was denying my own feelings to make everyone else comfortable.
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Comfortable Feeling Myself Pain
He was exactly like hitting a red light during a killer streak of green.
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Himself Kill Light
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 swear if I were to rip myself open, it wouldn’t be blood that poured out of me, it would be him.
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Blood Himself Love Myself
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
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

Whatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.

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