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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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He was everything I never could, but always wanted to love.
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Himself Love Myself Relationship
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 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
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
You can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.
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Tame Woman Yourself
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
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
She tasted like wildflowers; crushed, wet wild flowers carried in sticky palms through farmers’ fields, just before dawn.
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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 like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
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Break Myself Yourself
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 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 write because suicide is no longer an option.
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Death Myself Option Suicide Writing
Dance with me. Bring my demons to their knees.
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Dance Devil Myself Relationship
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 could lose myself in you or die blissfully, trying.
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Death Lose Myself Try

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