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Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.

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When words fail, tears well.
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So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.
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Ourselves Soul Word Writing
You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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Your artful hands, hold my delicate heart, tenderly gaze at it, as if its an art.
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When you talk, it feels like a song, and when you walk by, the time stops.
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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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Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
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Love is more than expensive gifts and grand gestures. It’s the little things that matter.
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