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My love isn’t love. It is devotion. I don’t fall in love, I shatter. I don’t love, I worship.

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Woman have been warriors since the beginning of time, some of us fighting to even be born.
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Born One Liner Strength Women Empowerment
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
They say body is nothing but the dress for the soul. So does this mean all my pain and all my tragedies are now tattoos on my soul?
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Body Pain Philosophy Soul Spiritual Tragedy
It breaks my heart to see people with such great potential to love, give up on love.
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Broken Heart Heart Love One Liner Pain Potential
I’m sorry I can’t love in pieces, give me everything or nothing at all.
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Love One Liner Pieces
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
You are a nameless prayer, my heart begs to be brought again to existence.
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Existence Heart Heart Broken Myself Name Prayer Return Yourself
I had gone so blind in fixing your broken pieces i forgot to see how you kept breaking mine.
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Broken Heart Love Pain
Love is only pain in disguise.
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Love One Liner Pain
Love built me and then, ruined me.
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Love Myself One Liner Ruin
Rain love on the people that mean the world to you.
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Heart Love One Liner Pain People Rain World
I am fire on the verge of ignition, don’t mistake me for a flame and then blame me for your destruction.
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Blame Destruction Fire Mistake Self Worth Strength
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
This ocean of love swallowed my paper heart whole.
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Heart Love Ocean One Liner
Death I believe has many forms. It is a shapeshifter. But amongst all the forms it has, love is my favorite.
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Believe Death Favorite Form Love Myself
All I wanted was to be held by you, thank you for setting me free.
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Break Up Freedom Hold Myself Touch Yourself
The cold consumes me. The oceans in my eyes freeze. It’s 2 AM and I can’t move. Your loss is too much to bear.
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Break Up Cold Eyes Heart Broken Loss Myself Night Ocean
Look into my eyes and tell me I a matter. Then in my eyes see how it’s always been you who matters.
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Eyes Love Myself Relationship See Worth
On nights I cant sleep, your ghost puts me back to sleep.
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Deep Ghost Memories Night Sleep Yourself
For without tragedies there is no life & what is life if not all our tragedies put together?
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Deep Life Philosophy Togetherness Tragedy
I know you are afraid to love again, but let the thrill of love be bigger than your fear of hurt.
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Afraid Fear Heart Hurt Love Pain
I want to write happy poems on new years. But grief doesn’t have timelines, and it refuses to let go of me.
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Grief Let Go Myself Poem Refusal Writing
All I do is exist and hide the abuse written all over my skin.
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Abuse Existence Hide Myself Skin Writing
He is right in front of me and I’m still grieving his loss – abandonment issues.
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Grief Himself Issues Loss Myself Right
And every person you love breaks your heart is that why you call love so hard?
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Break Up Broken Heart Heart Love One Liner Pain
I had a playlist of his name. Of songs he would send me now and then. Now every song I hear is a ghost of him. A reminder that he is here. But he is not.
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Break Up Ghost Himself Loss Music Myself Song
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

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