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When you talk, it feels like a song, and when you walk by, the time stops.

Shreya Joshi

Writers block grappled our souls, we fought back with our words.
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Ourselves Soul Word Writing
You act like a cold cold man, frozen beyond repair, hardly uttering any word, action laced demeanor. Yet everything about you, from your ebony eyes, to your dazzling smile, makes me feel warm inside.
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Act Action Cold Eyes Feeling Frozen Hard Man Repair Smile Yourself
Am I just a overthinking maniac? Or am I the girl that got left behind?
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Girl Leaving Myself Thinking
Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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Hear Loud Myself Scream Silence
I don’t know. Don’t know anymore, my purpose, destiny, do I even have any? don’t know anymore.
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Destiny Myself Purpose
I used to be a mighty dragon, the one that breathes fire, I used to be a magical unicorn, sprinkling rainbows everywhere, but now I’ve lost it, the magic hidden within.
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Breathe Dragon Fantasy Fire Lost Magic Myself Sadness
I feel like my breath is muffled, and my heart is too heavy to beat, as if I’m drowning in a pool of air.
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Air Breathe Heart Myself Pool
Your artful hands, hold my delicate heart, tenderly gaze at it, as if its an art.
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Art Hands Love Myself Relationship Sight Yourself
So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.
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Love Myself Relationship Thankful Yourself
If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Dedication Myself Poem Self Love
I miss you, I still do, It’d be weird not to. For once upon a time, I was yours and you were mine, through sparkles and grime.
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Missing Myself Time Weird
I think I’ve mastered the art, of taming my wild heart, now my heart doesn’t flutter, thinking about you.
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Art Heart Master Tame Thinking Wild Yourself
I will never give up on you, from a person who treats like crap is not sweet. It’s toxic and you gotta run!
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Funny Give Up Relationship Run Treat Yourself
Am I killing the kid in me, by strangling my curiosity?
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Children Curiosity Death Kill
Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
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Blood Cold Paper Pen
Love is more than expensive gifts and grand gestures. It’s the little things that matter.
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Expensive Gift Grand Love Matter

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