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Some souls were never meant to be content.

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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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Break Build Myself Support
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
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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I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
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Blood Memories 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
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
He was all dangerous eyes and beautiful lies, but I ached. for him to lie to me some more.
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Beautiful Dangerous Eyes Himself Lying Pain
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 drink to the ones that can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
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Drink Myself Sleep Soul
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
We were electric together, you and me; we turned hurting each other into a goddamned symphony.
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Abuse Break Up Hurt Music Myself Relationship Togetherness Yourself
Be bold, child. You are rare and you are brazen light.
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Bold Children Light Rare Yourself
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
Melancholy- My longest of lost lovers has returned to dance with me Again I loved him; intensely.
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Dance Intense Lost Love Myself Return
I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
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Break Myself Yourself
She is love, and a little fucking unstoppable.
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