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You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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Childhood Promise Tapestry Trauma Yourself
Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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Hear Loud Myself Scream Silence
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
So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.
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Love Myself Relationship Thankful Yourself
Writers block grappled our souls, we fought back with our words.
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Ourselves Soul Word Writing
Am I killing the kid in me, by strangling my curiosity?
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Children Curiosity Death Kill
Somedays I fear, I’ll run out of words.
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Fear Myself Run Word
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
The fiercest battle starts at home.
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Battle Fierce Home Myself Start
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 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
To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
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Boy Cool Realization School Yourself
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
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 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
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

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