It is beneath pale blue skies, amongst sycamore trees, and afoot dirtied leaves, my heart, and soul finds peace.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDIt will never be like the way it always was.
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It is beneath pale blue skies, amongst sycamore trees, and afoot dirtied leaves, my heart, and soul finds peace.
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I can’t believe it, I’m falling apart. I recognize the way my feelings eat me from inside out.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDI can’t believe it, I’m falling apart. I recognize the way my feelings eat me from inside out.
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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 CLIFFORDI 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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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.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDDon’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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Fragments of my love will live in you for eternity.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDFragments of my love will live in you for eternity.
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I love you so much that it hurts and that’s the problem I love you so much that it hurts.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDI love you so much that it hurts and that’s the problem I love you so much that it hurts.
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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 CLIFFORDMisery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.
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I am laden with sorrow. But always hopeful of tomorrow.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDI am laden with sorrow. But always hopeful of tomorrow.
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She dances with the darkness and becomes the shadow of the night.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDShe dances with the darkness and becomes the shadow of the night.
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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.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDAnd 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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My thoughts are like whiskey – one shot and I’m left with a bitter taste in my mouth.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDMy thoughts are like whiskey – one shot and I’m left with a bitter taste in my mouth.
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Sometimes I lay down at night and wonder if it’s time to lay down my life.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDSometimes I lay down at night and wonder if it’s time to lay down my life.
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And when I don’t utter a word, that is when I feel the most.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDAnd when I don’t utter a word, that is when I feel the most.
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The lone wolf inside her howls at the moon; pleading with the night to guide her home.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDThe lone wolf inside her howls at the moon; pleading with the night to guide her home.
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Time passes. But pieces of my heart remain in the moments of the past that ignited the colors of my soul.
OLIVIA CLIFFORDTime passes. But pieces of my heart remain in the moments of the past ignited the colors of my soul.
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Who knew feeling hollow could be so heavy.
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