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One day I will fall gracefully to pieces. Until then, I’ll just fall.

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On paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.
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Be bold, child. You are rare and you are brazen light.
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Too many times I have given this heart away, I am afraid it is no longer mine.
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He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
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I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
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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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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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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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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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I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
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You love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.
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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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I like my soul when it touches yours; winter turns to summer and my nightmares become dreams.
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I think you were my taste of heaven after a lifetime of eating hell.
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She tasted like wildflowers; crushed, wet wild flowers carried in sticky palms through farmers’ fields, just before dawn.
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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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