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My thoughts are like whiskey – one shot and I’m left with a bitter taste in my mouth.

Olivia Clifford

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Run free little soul. You were never meant to be constrained.
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Freedom Run Soul Yourself
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
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
Fire and rain; we either drown or we burn.
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Burn Rain
My thoughts are like whiskey – one shot and I’m left with a bitter taste in my mouth.
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Mouth Myself Taste Whiskey
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
The adult heart beats differently.
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Different Heart
And what am I supposed to do with all this residue?
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Break Up End Myself
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 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
I live in quiet confusion, in calm chaos, and in gentle waves of passion.
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Live Passion Quiet
And when I don’t utter a word, that is when I feel the most.
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Deep Feeling Myself Word
It’s not so much about seeing the light as it is feeling the light.
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Feeling Light See
Who knew feeling hollow could be so heavy.
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Deep Feeling Shallow
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
She dances with the darkness and becomes the shadow of the night.
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Dance Darkness Herself Night

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