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If fire wasn’t bad enough the gods gave us love so if flames failed to burn us down we had each other still.

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If I never find the words for how much you mean to me you’re all the best ones and then some, love.
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Best Love Word Yourself
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
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
You know the marks of my skin better than anyone else. I’d be lying if I didn’t say you’ve made a few yourself.
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Better Few Lie Mark Skin Yourself
I can take care of myself but still its nice knowing you love me enough to do the same.
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Care Enough Love Myself Nice Same Yourself
Down to earth but she stayed an angel.
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Angel Down Earth Herself
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
I hate that time flies away too soon. I hate that dreams die faster when I don’t have you.
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Death Dream Fast Fly Hate Time Yourself
You made me feel crazy for wanting to be loved like it wasn’t the thing you promised to do.
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Crazy Feel Love Promise 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
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
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
The spilling of blood is payment for the joy that is to come.
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Blood Hurt Joy Pay Spill
Dear hands, don’t let them tell you art is a hopeless pursuit art my friends is pursuing light for the hopeless.
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Art Friend Hand Hope Light Pursuit Yourself
Do you remember when I felt like home?
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Home Myself Remember Yourself
The death of imagination is the end of all possibility.
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Death Ending Imagination Possibility

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