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Your eyes met mine, and we know our story, from beginning to the end, all things said and unsaid.

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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
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 opened the door to emptiness, traded my emotions for numbness.
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Door Emotion Empty Myself Numb Open Trade
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
The fiercest battle starts at home.
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Battle Fierce Home Myself Start
I felt the warmest on winter drives with you.
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Drive Feeling Love Warmth Winter Yourself
Am I killing the kid in me, by strangling my curiosity?
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Children Curiosity Death Kill
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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Inspirational Life Mindset Myself Post Writing
If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Dedication Myself Poem Self Love
So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.
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Love Myself Relationship Thankful Yourself
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
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
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 jab my own heart with a knife, thinking about you on and on. How dare you enter my life just to make me feel torn?
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Dare Feeling Heart Knife Life Myself Thinking
Somedays I fear, I’ll run out of words.
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Fear Myself Run Word
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

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