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You out of all, have a hand to hold.

Vesmir

I am trying to talk about love without biting my tongue.
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Bite Love Myself One Liner Tongue Try
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
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
My god! this love it will make a fool out of us all.
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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.
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Act Courage Heart Hold On Human Let Go Literature Speak
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
Hope has never looked the same twice. Pain has never looked the same twice. Love has never looked the same twice.
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Hope Look Love Pain Twice
For once I wanna look back and not sigh.
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Life Myself Once Sigh
Whatever I feel is not a choice, but dwelling on it is, so I stand up and walk and walk and walk a w a y.
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Away Choice Dwell Feeling Walk
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 out of all, have a hand to hold.
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Hands Independence Yourself
I want to know the 2 am you because my love we all are different when we are at war under the sun.
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Different Love Sun War 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
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
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
There is a wild in you which thrives in places and on days, when, even the sun in you couldn’t survive.
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Day Deep Inspirational One Liner Place Sun Survive Thrive Wild Yourself

You out of all, have a hand to hold.

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