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When words fail, tears well.

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Is it a blessing or is it a curse, to feel everything so deeply.
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Blessing Curse Emotion Feeling
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
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
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
If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Dedication Myself Poem Self Love
When words fail, tears well.
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Failure One Liner Tears Word
To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
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Boy Cool Realization School Yourself
Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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Hear Loud Myself Scream Silence
Am I just a overthinking maniac? Or am I the girl that got left behind?
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Girl Leaving 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 don’t know. Don’t know anymore, my purpose, destiny, do I even have any? don’t know anymore.
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Destiny Myself Purpose
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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Care Failure Myself Success Time Willing
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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Day Dumb Harmony Myself Numb Number Phone Relationship Soul Young
Somedays I fear, I’ll run out of words.
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Fear Myself Run Word
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
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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Art Heart Master Tame Thinking Wild Yourself

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