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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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He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
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They build ladders from my spine and they climb and they fall and they break me, and they climb again.
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The deepest pain I ever felt was denying my own feelings to make everyone else comfortable.
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You load your words as I bare my chest, and this will be the most beautiful death.
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We were electric together, you and me; we turned hurting each other into a goddamned symphony.
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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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If I had known our last kiss was to be our last kiss, I would have kissed you as if it was our first.
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Melancholy- My longest of lost lovers has returned to dance with me Again I loved him; intensely.
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I think you were my taste of heaven after a lifetime of eating hell.
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Whatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.
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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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I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
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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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Sometimes love is nothing more than a sticky web; illusions spun, from clever minds and bitter hearts.
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You love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.
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