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I can take care of myself but still its nice knowing you love me enough to do the same.

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The death of imagination is the end of all possibility.
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Death Ending Imagination Possibility
Your happiness doesn’t need permission from someone else.
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The spilling of blood is payment for the joy that is to come.
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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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I didn’t want someone else I wanted the best version of you.
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I am tired of being the frontline to other peoples war if I must die today may it be for myself.
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Its been a while since a new face learned my favorite things.
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Face Favorite Learn Love Myself New
I need you to need me like water and not just in moments of thirst.
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Moment Need Thirst 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
Mouths open and very close catching sounds inside our throats.
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When you’ve been hurt so many times every reaching hand looks hungry not helpful.
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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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Bad Burn Down. Together Enough Failure Fire Flame God Love
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
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
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
My longing for intimacy does not abandon the love I’ve built for myself.
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Abandonment Intimacy Longing Myself Self Love

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