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Rip out my heart. Dissect the atriums and valves. You’ll find nothing but love pouring out.

Olivia Clifford

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Your essence, so pure. Even from across the room. I want to savor every last drop. Maybe you could heal the devil in me.
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It’s strange where we find ourselves years after being in a completely different place.
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And when I don’t utter a word, that is when I feel the most.
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Time passes. But pieces of my heart remain in the moments of the past ignited the colors of my soul.
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I am laden with sorrow. But always hopeful of tomorrow.
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The lone wolf inside her howls at the moon; pleading with the night to guide her home.
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Run free little soul. You were never meant to be constrained.
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I can’t believe it, I’m falling apart. I recognize the way my feelings eat me from inside out.
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In all the ways I have grown I wish I didn’t grow away from you.
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She dances with the darkness and becomes the shadow of the night.
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It’s quite sad that some words never reach the person they were written for.
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