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She’s no rose. But in her I see the beauty of thorns.

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She’s like a jar of butterflies, waiting to be opened.
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Butterfly Herself Open Wait
She was simple. Like a poem, and always dressed in sunshine.
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Herself Poem Simplicity Sunshine
Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.
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Poetry Silence Word
True love is letting her know that her ass really does look fat in those jeans.
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Appearance Funny Herself Love True
Summer looks the same. But last summer she loved me.
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Couple Love Myself Relationship Summer
If there’s never been a restraining order, it ain’t love.
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Command Love Order
Her memory still lingers, like a cockroach in my heart.
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Heart Herself Memories
I gave her address to my soul. Ans she fucked the mailman.
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He opened her cages, and freed the things inside.
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Cage Freedom Myself Open
Sometimes I wonder if these rain soaked shoes will get me home.
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Home Myself Rain Shoes Time Wonder
Always falling but not for anything.
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Attitude Fall One Liner
We search for meaning. And destroy it.
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In an endless universe, she needed space.
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Herself Need Space Universe
I wake to find her there, with glowing eyes and tangled hair. She is my sunrise.
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Eyes Glow Hairs Myself Surprise Wake Up
She wanted love. So I fed her, inch by inch.
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Fed Herself Love Myself Sex
She was a broken sky, where stars never shine and butterflies die.
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Break Butterfly Death Shine Sky
I never drink in the morning. Mornings are for drugs.
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Drink Drugs Morning Myself
She wanted romance. I just wanted to fuck the stars out of her eyes.
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Eyes Myself Romance Sex Stars
Poems are a nice way of saying fuck you.
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Poem Talk Voice Yourself
Romance is a dream. I can get better shit at the liquor store.
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Alcohol Dreams Myself Romance
Failures often become art. And art can never fail.
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Art Failure Myself Wisdom
She’s like turning on the radio and hearing a brand new song.
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Brand Herself Music Radio Song
Late nights. Poetry. Cigarettes. and a wounded heart, trying to forget you.
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She was only a collection of flaws and she was beautiful.
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Beautiful Collection Flaw Herself
It wasn’t forever. But I loved her until I hated her.
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Forever Hate Love Myself
Women are beautiful. But some are made of hell.
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Beautiful Hell Woman
We are only beautiful monsters, dreaming of god.
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