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Your happiness doesn’t need permission from someone else.

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Happiness Permission Yourself

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If words could scatter flesh the way it feels inside the heart I’d be holding up the walls in the house of our goodbye.
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Ending Flesh Goodbye Heart House Wall Word
Down to earth but she stayed an angel.
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Angel Down Earth Herself
I need you to need me like water and not just in moments of thirst.
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Moment Need Thirst Yourself
When I think of things that fade from reach I see birds and balloons, life and love, me and you.
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Balloon Bird Fade Life Love Myself Thinking Yourself
Your happiness doesn’t need permission from someone else.
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Happiness Permission Yourself
Its been a while since a new face learned my favorite things.
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Face Favorite Learn Love Myself New
Palm trees-they bend but never break I hope your love grows like this.
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Bend Break Growth Hope Love Palm Tree
If drowning taught me how to swim, this fall will teach me how to fall.
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Drown Fall Fly Myself Swim Teaching
I’m chasing old feelings because tomorrow has yet to show me anything better than you.
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Better Chase Feel Future Old Tomorrow Yourself
Poems and pictures blood and light everything worth feeling twice is bound with such a price.
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Blood Feel Light Picture Poem Price Worth
My mind is never where it needs to be and doesn’t tell me where it goes it runs away one window to the next looking for you.
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Away Mind Myself Run Window Yourself
She undresses like honey In a half emptied bottle, it is warm it is good it is god.
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Bottle God Good Herself Honey Love Romance Undress Warm
A vicious cycle of becoming the thing that hurt you the most- Life.
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Cycle Hurt Life Thing
The death of imagination is the end of all possibility.
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Death Ending Imagination Possibility
Is it love that really binds us? isn’t lust the first to find us? Was my heart so fucking worthless that you threw it all behind us?
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Bind End Find Heart Let Go Love Lust Myself Worth
There is no permission with love it comes like the bullet and does the same trick.
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Bullet Come Love Permission Trick

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