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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
This soul of yours has lived a million lives before you. Listen to it, believe in it. It knows the way, it has seen it all.
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Believe Listening Live Philosophy See Soul Spiritual Wisdom 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
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
The purest of hearts go through the deepest of pain.
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Heart Love One Liner Pain
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
Kiss his wounds and tell him its okay to cry, humans have emotions and they bleed sometimes.
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Cry Emotion Emotions Kiss Love Pain Wound
Even the stars cried when they wrote our fate, a love so deep yet we had to separate.
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Break Up Love Pain Relationship
The pain keeps dripping down my eyes, but it never really stops hurting.
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Eyes Hurt One Liner Pain
There are dreams in my eyes that hold you. Even with the moon and the stars, I would still look at you. On the hard days, I hope you remember what you mean to me. You are magic the world failed to see. You are my dream come true.
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Dreams Eyes Fail Hard Time Hold Love Magic Moon Relationship Remember True World Yourself
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
And if they ask you about my love, tell them of all the times you broke my heart and how i still loved you the same.
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Broken Heart Love Pain Relationship
The greatest longing I will ever have, is for the love I always deserved but never received.
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Deserve Greatness Love Myself
I’m sorry I can’t love in pieces, give me everything or nothing at all.
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Love One Liner Pieces
People could stab me with knives and I would still get them aid, For I see a glimpse of me in them. But sadly, people aren’t mirrors.
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Aid Hurt Knife Mirror Myself Pain People Sad Stab
The traveler in me is desperate to explore this gorgeous city but the lover in me refuses to see anywhere but him.
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Desperate Explore Himself Lover Refuse Travel
So much love to give but none to give too.
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Giving Love One Liner
I’m sorry love scares me, I’ve only seen it end in pain.
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Heart Love One Liner Pain Scare
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 say you don’t care but every time he gets hurt you feel the pain too.
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Hurt Love Pain
Things have changed, pain doesn’t scare me anymore love does.
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Change Love One Liner Pain Scare
This cruel world fails to embrace the beauty of tender souls and then wonders why everyone turns cold?
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Beauty Cold Cruel Life People Soul Tender World
Death speaks differently to me on different nights. Most nights it has your name.
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Death Different Name Talk Yourself
Fault was neither yours nor mine, it’s just that it wasn’t the right time.
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Pain Relationship Time
Brown daughters are just fragile glass houses always on the verge of shattering.
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Break Daughter Edge Fragile Home
If your eyes could speak what stories would it tell? Would it even be able to speak or would it end up choking on all the water?
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Death Deep End Eyes Speak Story Yourself
There is freedom in loneliness. A kind of freedom that hurts. The kind you wish you never had.
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Alone Freedom Hurt Kind Lonely Philosophy Yourself

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