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

Shreya Joshi

Somedays I fear, I’ll run out of words.
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Fear Myself Run Word
Writers block grappled our souls, we fought back with our words.
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Ourselves Soul Word Writing
When words fail, tears well.
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Failure One Liner Tears Word
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
I feel like my breath is muffled, and my heart is too heavy to beat, as if I’m drowning in a pool of air.
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Air Breathe Heart Myself Pool
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
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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Feeling Finding Lost Soul Word Yourself
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
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 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
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 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
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
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
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 fiercest battle starts at home.
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Battle Fierce Home Myself Start

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