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I am laden with sorrow. But always hopeful of tomorrow.

Olivia Clifford

I can’t believe it, I’m falling apart. I recognize the way my feelings eat me from inside out.
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Believe Fall Myself Recognize
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 CLIFFORD

Death Freedom Heart Live Yourself
And what am I supposed to do with all this residue?
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Break Up End Myself
Misery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Company Misery Myself
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 CLIFFORD

Heart Herself Inspirational Strength Walk
It’s quite sad that some words never reach the person they were written for.
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Person Quite Sad Word Writing
It’s strange where we find ourselves years after being in a completely different place.
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Different Ourselves Place Strange
The adult heart beats differently.
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Different Heart
My thoughts are like whiskey – one shot and I’m left with a bitter taste in my mouth.
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Mouth Myself Taste Whiskey
Listen to the silence it will speak to you in a way that no amount of chaos and noise ever could.
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Philosophy Silence Yourself
I love you so much that it hurts and that’s the problem I love you so much that it hurts.
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Hurt I Love You Relationship
Fragments of my love will live in you for eternity.
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Forever Love Myself Yourself
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

Lost Poetry Sea Word
Fire and rain; we either drown or we burn.
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Burn Rain
Rip out my heart. Dissect the atriums and valves. You’ll find nothing but love pouring out.
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Heart Love Myself
And we find ourselves stuck somewhere between a daydream and reality.
OLIVIA CLIFFORD

Deep Ourselves Reality

I am laden with sorrow. But always hopeful of tomorrow.

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