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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.

Vesmir

The voices in your head are lying, i tell you this world never stopped you from flying.
VESMIR

Fly Head Inspirational Lie Myself One Liner Voice
Stop giving your infant heart/ wrapped in blind vows/ white lies/ and a haunted past/ stop asking for love/ if you don’t know how to give any/ stop hurting others/ stop it/ stop it/ just fucking stop it.
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Blind Haunt Heart Hurt Infant Lie Literature Love Past Stop Vow Wrap
She is the old school hard love, your modern brittle love can’t afford to carry.
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Afford Brittle Carry Hard Herself Love Modern Old One Liner School
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
I’m still figuring out, how to talk about how I feel- which is a lot.
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Feel Lot Myself Talk
Isn’t this loneliness a strange poetry? you want everyone to read, but you are never willing to write it down.
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Down Lonely Poetry Strange Write 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
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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Deep Love Yourself
My god! this love it will make a fool out of us all.
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All Fool God Love
Too much of what I write takes me back to you.
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Back Myself Past Write Yourself
Growing flowers on your tongue/ won’t make those lies/ any sweet/ saying that you still/ love me/ won’t make this/ broken trust/ change how it feels.
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Break Change Feeling Flower Growth Lie Love Relationship Sweet Tongue Trust
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
I don’t want everything to be a destination, where I have to grind and reach, O! how i long for some good to come in my way and let me pick it up.
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Destination Good Grind Myself Reach Way
All this sadness longs to be touched.
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Sad Touch
I remember my mother whispering me every night, if you don’t hold that little light inside you, the universe will let go off the hold of you.
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Let Go Light Mother Myself Night Remember Universe Yourself
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

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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