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You don’t know how to love, so you give it all. But isn’t that how one should love? by giving all of it.

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All my life has been a struggle to know, what to hold on and what to let go, but still, i end up sitting in the corner of the room with a flickering candle, whimpering, naked, shuddering, lost.
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Candle Deep Hold On Let Go Life Literature Lost Myself Naked Room Shudder Struggle
They call my love immature, naive and foolish, as if, wisdom made a better lover out of them.
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Foolish Immature Love Lover Myself Naive Relationship Wisdom
But fear is love that has been convinced that it never belonged.
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Belong Convince Deep Fear Love One Liner
Too many of us have grown up just too early.
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Early Growth Myself Yourself
But the act of holding on speaks to me so much more about a human heart than the courage of letting go ever could.
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Act Courage Heart Hold On Human Let Go Literature Speak
You out of all, have a hand to hold.
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Hands Independence Yourself
Even if you look for peace in the places you won the war, you will not find any.
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Battle Deep Look Peace War Yourself
I am trying to talk about love without biting my tongue.
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Bite Love Myself One Liner Tongue Try
And nothing that will be touched, even with the tiniest of love, shall continue to live the same.
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Live Love Touch
If not love, then we have to survive it.
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Love Survive
Too much of what I write takes me back to you.
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Back Myself Past Write Yourself
It’s not sad/ that you choose/ to keep yourself in/ its a pity/ that even when you could/ you never decided/ to walk out.
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Decide Pity Sad Walk Weak Yourself
We are what this world refuse to carry. So we carry ourselves so we carry ourselves so we carry ourselves.
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Carry Myself Refuse World
The voices in your head are lying, i tell you this world never stopped you from flying.
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Fly Head Inspirational Lie Myself One Liner Voice
These poets and their metaphors lied to me/ you never felt like a mountain I wished to climb/ or a stream I would let myself float in/ or a scent I was dying to bottle in/ these poets lie when they talk of love.
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Bottle Climb Death Float Lie Literature Love Metaphor Mountain Myself Poet Scent Stream Wish Yourself
A love that stays will always remain secondary to the one that left, but isn’t it a shame to worship that which left in place off that which stayed.
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Deep Love Place Secondary Shame Stay Worship

You don’t know how to love, so you give it all. But isn’t that how one should love? by giving all of it.

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