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

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I don’t know. Don’t know anymore, my purpose, destiny, do I even have any? don’t know anymore.
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Vibes change, connections break.
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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
If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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The fiercest battle starts at home.
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Battle Fierce Home Myself Start
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
I opened the door to emptiness, traded my emotions for numbness.
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Door Emotion Empty Myself Numb Open Trade
To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
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Boy Cool Realization School Yourself
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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Love Myself Relationship Thankful Yourself
Your artful hands, hold my delicate heart, tenderly gaze at it, as if its an art.
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Art Hands Love Myself Relationship Sight Yourself
You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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Childhood Promise Tapestry Trauma Yourself
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
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
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

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