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

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Dedication Myself Poem Self Love

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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
Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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Hear Loud Myself Scream Silence
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
So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.
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Love Myself Relationship Thankful Yourself
Oh, darling, you fell in love with a girl not worth loving.
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Fall In Love Girl Love Worth 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
Your eyes met mine, and we know our story, from beginning to the end, all things said and unsaid.
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Beginning Break Up End Eyes Ourselves Relationship Story
Vibes change, connections break.
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Break Change Connection One Liner Vibe
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
Is it a blessing or is it a curse, to feel everything so deeply.
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Blessing Curse Emotion Feeling
Writers block grappled our souls, we fought back with our words.
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Ourselves Soul Word Writing
To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
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Boy Cool Realization School Yourself
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
If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Dedication Myself Poem Self Love
You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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Childhood Promise Tapestry Trauma 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

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