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I am full to the brim with words. A message in a bottle lost at the sea. Yearning to reach the shore of poetry.

Olivia Clifford

Rip out my heart. Dissect the atriums and valves. You’ll find nothing but love pouring out.
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Heart Love Myself
Who knew feeling hollow could be so heavy.
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Deep Feeling Shallow
I love you so much that it hurts and that’s the problem I love you so much that it hurts.
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Hurt I Love You Relationship
And what am I supposed to do with all this residue?
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Break Up End Myself
Let’s sit at the table of angels and allow our horns to pop through our halos.
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Angel Ourselves Spiritual
Misery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.
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Company Misery Myself
It’s not so much about seeing the light as it is feeling the light.
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Feeling Light See
Don’t you get it? I’d live and die for you. You have my heart locked in prison. And yet you are my greatest source of freedom.
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Death Freedom Heart Live Yourself
And when I don’t utter a word, that is when I feel the most.
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Deep Feeling Myself Word
Fragments of my love will live in you for eternity.
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Forever Love Myself Yourself
It is beneath pale blue skies, amongst sycamore trees, and afoot dirtied leaves, my heart, and soul finds peace.
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Heart Myself Peace Sky Soul Tree
Time is slipping away from me. And yet, all I have tried to do is pass time.
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Lazy Myself Time Try
Fire and rain; we either drown or we burn.
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Burn Rain
And with the wind in her hair and defiance in her heart, she puts one foot in front of the other and walks into the unknown.
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Heart Herself Inspirational Strength Walk
I can’t believe it, I’m falling apart. I recognize the way my feelings eat me from inside out.
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Believe Fall Myself Recognize
It’s quite sad that some words never reach the person they were written for.
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Person Quite Sad Word Writing

I am full to the brim with words. A message in a bottle lost at the sea. Yearning to reach the shore of poetry.

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