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How recklessly we turn from strangers and blindly back to lovers, to nothing.

Nicole Lyons

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
On paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.
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Heart Kill Myself Paper Time Word
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
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 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
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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Business Forever Hate Heart Love Myself Patience
I think I saw you again in the moonlight tonight, and I swear I could taste the hints of it alll.
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Light Moon Myself Taste Thinking Yourself
How recklessly we turn from strangers and blindly back to lovers, to nothing.
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Love Path Relationship Stranger Travel
He was exactly like hitting a red light during a killer streak of green.
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Himself Kill Light
Dance with me. Bring my demons to their knees.
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Dance Devil Myself Relationship
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
Sometimes love is nothing more than a sticky web; illusions spun, from clever minds and bitter hearts.
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Heart Illusion Love Mindset
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
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
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
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

How recklessly we turn from strangers and blindly back to lovers, to nothing.

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