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I write because suicide is no longer an option.

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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
Some souls were never meant to be content.
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Satisfaction Soul
Be bold, child. You are rare and you are brazen light.
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Bold Children Light Rare Yourself
She tasted like wildflowers; crushed, wet wild flowers carried in sticky palms through farmers’ fields, just before dawn.
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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
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
He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
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Himself Letter Love Myself Way
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
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
I am world of uncertainties disguised as a girl.
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Disguise Instagram Captions Myself Woman World
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
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
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
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
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 like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
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Break Myself Yourself

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