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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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Writers block grappled our souls, we fought back with our words.
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Ourselves Soul Word Writing
Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
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Am I killing the kid in me, by strangling my curiosity?
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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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So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.
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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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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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To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
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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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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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Am I just a overthinking maniac? Or am I the girl that got left behind?
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Girl Leaving Myself Thinking
You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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Childhood Promise Tapestry Trauma Yourself
I opened the door to emptiness, traded my emotions for numbness.
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Oh, darling, you fell in love with a girl not worth loving.
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The fiercest battle starts at home.
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Vibes change, connections break.
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When words fail, tears well.
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I felt the warmest on winter drives with you.
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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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Your artful hands, hold my delicate heart, tenderly gaze at it, as if its an art.
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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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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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Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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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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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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I’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.
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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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