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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.

Nicole Lyons

Oh my darling, you mustn’t fill up on memories alone, there is heartache and regret yet to be served.
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Alone Heart Memories Myself Regret Service
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
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
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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Art Character Judgement Love Poet Poetry Reveal Thinking
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
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 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
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
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 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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Attitude Burn Inspirational Soul Sweet Woman
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 been covered in easy kisses from uneasy lips, and I know I smell weary again.
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Easy Kiss Lips Myself
And now I wander. Forever searching for the pieces of me I should have never given away.
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Deep Forever Myself Pieces Search
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
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
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

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