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If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.

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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 fiercest battle starts at home.
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Battle Fierce Home Myself Start
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
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
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
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
I’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.
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Control Destiny Father Inspirational Myself Warrior Writing
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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Feeling Finding Lost Soul Word Yourself
I felt the warmest on winter drives with you.
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Drive Feeling Love Warmth Winter Yourself
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
So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.
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Love Myself Relationship Thankful Yourself
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
Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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Hear Loud Myself Scream Silence
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
Vibes change, connections break.
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Break Change Connection One Liner Vibe
To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
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Boy Cool Realization School Yourself

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