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You load your words as I bare my chest, and this will be the most beautiful death.

Nicole Lyons

I will not force a pretty smile upon my face to please eyes that no longer see me.
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Eyes Face Force Myself See Smile
Some souls were never meant to be content.
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Satisfaction Soul
I promised to touch your soul. I never said it would be painless.
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Myself Pain Promise Soul Touch
When I told you that I hadn’t been broken before; it wasn’t a fucking challenge.
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Break Challenge Myself Talk Yourself
I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
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Blood Memories 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 everything I never could, but always wanted to love.
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Himself Love 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
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
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
He was exactly like hitting a red light during a killer streak of green.
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Himself Kill Light
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
Whatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.
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Listening Noise Soul Yourself
I have God in my words and the devil in my ear, and a sister who keeps telling me to find my magic.
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Devil God Magic Myself Sister Word
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
We were electric together, you and me; we turned hurting each other into a goddamned symphony.
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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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