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My god! this love it will make a fool out of us all.

Vesmir

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
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
My god! this love it will make a fool out of us all.
VESMIR

All Fool God Love
But the act of holding on speaks to me so much more about a human heart than the courage of letting go ever could.
VESMIR

Act Courage Heart Hold On Human Let Go Literature Speak
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
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
I’m still figuring out, how to talk about how I feel- which is a lot.
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Feel Lot Myself Talk
Hold on/ not because life will get any better/ but it’s 10 mins to sunset/ and I was wondering if we could go for ice creams afterwards
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Hold On Ice Cream Life Myself Sun Sunset
Too much of what I write takes me back to you.
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Back Myself Past Write Yourself
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
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
You are like a wrecked ship in the depths of the ocean, collapsed and eroded but still, full of pearl oysters.
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Collapse Depth Literature Ocean One Liner Pearl Ship Wreck Yourself
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.
VESMIR

Bottle Climb Death Float Lie Literature Love Metaphor Mountain Myself Poet Scent Stream Wish Yourself
If not love, then we have to survive it.
VESMIR

Love Survive
Those that are drunk in love, shall forever talk to the moon.
VESMIR

Drunk Forever Love Moon Talk
So, what ruined you? -hope.
VESMIR

Hope Ruin Yourself

My god! this love it will make a fool out of us all.

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