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Misery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.

Olivia Clifford

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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Lost Poetry Sea Word
Let’s sit at the table of angels and allow our horns to pop through our halos.
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Angel Ourselves Spiritual
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
I live in quiet confusion, in calm chaos, and in gentle waves of passion.
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Live Passion Quiet
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
I am laden with sorrow. But always hopeful of tomorrow.
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Future Hard Time Hope Sorrow
Your love left me simultaneously whole and in pieces.
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Pieces Yourself
You are the color amidst the grey.
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Love Yourself
Sometimes I lay down at night and wonder if it’s time to lay down my life.
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Death Life Myself Night Time
Quiet, that’s how I go when there’s a lot to say.
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Quiet Talk
Time passes. But pieces of my heart remain in the moments of the past ignited the colors of my soul.
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Heart Myself Past Pieces Soul Time
It’s quite sad that some words never reach the person they were written for.
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Person Quite Sad Word Writing
There is so much inside of me I feel as if I will be writing forever.
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Feeling Forever Myself Writing
It’s not so much about seeing the light as it is feeling the light.
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Feeling Light See
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
Don’t let this dissipate. Don’t let this evaporate into thin air. Don’t let this go.
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Hold On Inspirational

Misery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.

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