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Is it a blessing or is it a curse, to feel everything so deeply.

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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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Chord Music Myself Open Rise Soul State Sun Yourself
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
Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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Hear Loud Myself Scream Silence
When words fail, tears well.
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Failure One Liner Tears Word
Writers block grappled our souls, we fought back with our words.
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Ourselves Soul Word Writing
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
Am I killing the kid in me, by strangling my curiosity?
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Children Curiosity Death Kill
The fiercest battle starts at home.
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Battle Fierce Home Myself Start
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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Funny Give Up Relationship Run Treat 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
Oh, darling, you fell in love with a girl not worth loving.
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Fall In Love Girl Love Worth Yourself
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
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
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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Breathe Dragon Fantasy Fire Lost Magic Myself Sadness
Vibes change, connections break.
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Break Change Connection One Liner Vibe
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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