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Let’s sit at the table of angels and allow our horns to pop through our halos.

Olivia Clifford

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
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
And when I don’t utter a word, that is when I feel the most.
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Deep Feeling Myself Word
Run free little soul. You were never meant to be constrained.
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Freedom Run Soul Yourself
Listen to the silence it will speak to you in a way that no amount of chaos and noise ever could.
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Philosophy Silence Yourself
It will never be like the way it always was.
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Break Up Friendship Relationship
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
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
Misery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.
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Company Misery Myself
Fragments of my love will live in you for eternity.
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Forever Love Myself Yourself
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
And we find ourselves stuck somewhere between a daydream and reality.
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Deep Ourselves Reality
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
It’s quite sad that some words never reach the person they were written for.
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Person Quite Sad Word Writing
The adult heart beats differently.
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Different Heart
I live in spaces between contradictions for I am a paradox with the depth of an ocean.
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Live Ocean Science Space

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