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I could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.

Nicole Lyons

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
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
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 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
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
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
Pleasure or pain; I’ll take either as long as it is laced with passion.
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Myself Pain Passion
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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Ability Philosophy Purity Right Soul Storm Wrong
I have known love and I have known loss, but in the end, they both looked a lot like you.
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Break Up End Loss Love Myself Yourself
He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
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Himself Letter Love Myself Way
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 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
Too many times I have given this heart away, I am afraid it is no longer mine.
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Afraid Heart Myself Time
One day I will fall gracefully to pieces. Until then, I’ll just fall.
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Death Fall Grace Myself Pieces
I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
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Blood Memories Yourself
You can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.
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Tame Woman Yourself

I could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.

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