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Posts after posts I scroll, trying to find inspiration to write, or maybe just looking for a will, to kick away the laziness, and get off this state of mind, but nothing happens, as I scroll on and on, with the clock ticking, I scroll my life away.

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You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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When you talk, it feels like a song, and when you walk by, the time stops.
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Feeling Myself Song Stop Talk Time Walk
The opening chords of our rhapsody, lulled me into a state of bliss, as the glistening sunrise in your eyes, intoxicated my soul, drew me in.
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Chord Music Myself Open Rise Soul State Sun Yourself
So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.
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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
Oh, darling, you fell in love with a girl not worth loving.
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I felt the warmest on winter drives with you.
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Drive Feeling Love Warmth Winter Yourself
If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Dedication Myself Poem Self Love
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 wish I had said no, the day you asked for my number, but I was young, dumb and numb, looking for a harbor of harmony, to mend my shattered soul.
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Day Dumb Harmony Myself Numb Number Phone Relationship Soul Young
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
I don’t care how many times I fail, for one day, I will succeed. And that success will be worth a million failures.
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Care Failure Myself Success Time Willing
How do you find words, when you’ve lost your soul? If every emotion you ever knew, you can’t feel them anymore.
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Am I killing the kid in me, by strangling my curiosity?
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Children Curiosity Death Kill
I’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.
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Is it a blessing or is it a curse, to feel everything so deeply.
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