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

Olivia Clifford

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I live in quiet confusion, in calm chaos, and in gentle waves of passion.
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Live Passion Quiet
It will never be like the way it always was.
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Break Up Friendship Relationship
And we find ourselves stuck somewhere between a daydream and reality.
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Deep Ourselves Reality
Quiet, that’s how I go when there’s a lot to say.
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Quiet Talk
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
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
Who knew feeling hollow could be so heavy.
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Deep Feeling Shallow
In all the ways I have grown I wish I didn’t grow away from you.
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Break Up Growth Way Yourself
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
The lone wolf inside her howls at the moon; pleading with the night to guide her home.
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Herself Home Lonely Moon Night Wolf
It’s strange where we find ourselves years after being in a completely different place.
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Different Ourselves Place Strange
It’s quite sad that some words never reach the person they were written for.
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Person Quite Sad Word Writing
It’s both a blessing and a curse to feel so much.
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Blessing Feeling One Liner
She dances with the darkness and becomes the shadow of the night.
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Dance Darkness Herself Night
Rip out my heart. Dissect the atriums and valves. You’ll find nothing but love pouring out.
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Heart Love Myself
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

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