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I write because suicide is no longer an option.

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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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Blood Himself Love Myself
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
She is love, and a little fucking unstoppable.
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Herself Instagram Captions Love Stop
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
And that is the nature of us poets and whores, to make things hard: dicks, choices, life.
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Choice Hard Life Nature Poet
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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Art Character Judgement Love Poet Poetry Reveal Thinking
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 who can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
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Drink Myself Sleep Soul
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
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
I could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.
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Death Lose Myself Try
The deepest pain I ever felt was denying my own feelings to make everyone else comfortable.
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Comfortable Feeling Myself Pain
I promised to touch your soul. I never said it would be painless.
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Myself Pain Promise Soul Touch
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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Break Up End Kiss Myself Relationship Yourself
Some souls were never meant to be content.
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Satisfaction Soul

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