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I don’t want to hide. Not from you.

T.L. Martin

I part my lips, but no words come out. I want to cry. Want to beg. Want to scream. But mostly, I want to hold him until I know he’s going to be okay. Then I want him to hold me until I’m okay, too.
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Cry Hold On Lips Love Myself Relationship Word
You are my blue crayon, the one I never have enough of, the one I use to color my sky.
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Blue Crayon Enough Myself Sky
Life is going to break your heart. Remember to say thank you.
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Break Heart Life Remember Thankful Yourself
And you can’t outrun something you can’t see.
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Appearance Run See Yourself
God, can he see what he’s doing to me.
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God Himself Myself See
Like I’m a puzzle to be worked out and he’s got all damn day.
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Day Myself Puzzle Work
The darkness that surrounds us cannot hurt us. It is the darkness in your own heart you should fear.
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Darkness Fear Heart Hurt Surround Yourself
His eyes close, and he draws a long breath. When they open again, they’re colder than ever. “And that’s where you’d be disappointed, Lou. There is no good to be found in Death.
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Cold Death Disappoint Draw Eyes Goodness Myself Open
He doesn’t look at me like he’s owed anything. He looks at me like I’ve already given him everything.
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Himself Love Myself Relationship Sight
If there ever was a time not to be fragile, this is it.
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Fragile Time Vulnerable
Art is a private piece of me.
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Art Myself One Liner Pieces Privacy
Somewhere along the way, she weaved herself so deeply into my veins I can’t fucking inhale without her breathing life into me.
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Along Breathe Deep Life Love Myself Relationship Way
All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
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Cold Hard Live People Soft Tragedy Water
Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.
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Damage Dangerous People Survive
I felt it. I heard the snap of my heart tearing in half. It wasn’t a messy, dirty rip like I’d expected, but a smooth, clean line that knew just where to break to hurt me the most.
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Break Cleaning Feeling Heart Heart Broken Hurt Myself
This is good for you. Death is a thing of beauty, and it needs to be executed in such a way that does it justice.
T.L. MARTIN

Beautiful Death Goodness Justice Need Yourself

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