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I’ve been so hurt. Just love me enough that my heart heals and all my scars worship your name.

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My grief screams. It screams to be free. For too long it has been trapped in me.
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Freedom Grief Hurt Myself Pain
Death speaks differently to me on different nights. Most nights it has your name.
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Death Different Name Talk Yourself
I believe we all deserve good endings. We were kind people before this world turned us cruel.
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Believe Cruelty Deserve End Goodness Myself
He feels like a long-lost lover who’s finally found his way back home to me.
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Feeling Himself Home Lost Love Lover Myself
I honor pain, for it is because of pain my touch has become tender, my words kinder and my heart humbler.
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Healing Heart Honor Love Pain Strength Tender
We talk too much about heartbreak and broken tales, where are the happy endings and magical fairy tales?
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Broken Heart Fairy Tale Magic Relationship
Be my home. Be my peace. Kiss my wounds & bring me peace. Is it really love, if it cannot heal?
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Healing Home Kiss Love Myself Peace
On nights I cant sleep, your ghost puts me back to sleep.
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Deep Ghost Memories Night Sleep Yourself
Aren’t all poets born from tragedy?
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Born One Liner Poet Tragedy
The world kept breaking you and here you are- still soft, still loving, how strong of you to maintain your magic in a world where everyone loses their essence.
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Broken Heart Essence Love Magic Pain World
Is it a boon or curse I wonder; to feel another’s pain so much to consider it my own? To moan another’s funeral as if it were my own?
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Empathy Feeling Myself Pain Wonder
And in return for all the love i gave you, all you ever gave me was pain and heartbreak.
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Break Up Broken Heart One Liner Pain
Do you really think you could push away the love that’s meant for you? Do you really think you could keep the love that’s not meant for you?
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Love Relationship Think Yourself
What is my poetry if not all of my sorrows blooming?
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Bloom Myself Poetry Sorrow
You hurt and I bleed. What a curse to feel so deeply.
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Bleed Curse Deep Feel Hurt Myself Pain Yourself
You greet people and are fooled by their smiles. I greet people and I’m haunted by the pain in their eyes.
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Deep Eyes Fool Haunt Myself Pain People Smile Yourself

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