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I’m still figuring out, how to talk about how I feel- which is a lot.

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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
All this sadness longs to be touched.
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Sad 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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Deep Love Yourself
For once I wanna look back and not sigh.
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Life Myself Once Sigh
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
I’m still figuring out, how to talk about how I feel- which is a lot.
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Feel Lot Myself Talk
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
Something in me is constantly at unrest.
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Constant Myself One Liner Rest
My god! this love it will make a fool out of us all.
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All Fool God Love
If not love, then we have to survive it.
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Love Survive
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
So, what ruined you? -hope.
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Hope Ruin Yourself
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
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
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
Those that are drunk in love, shall forever talk to the moon.
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Drunk Forever Love Moon Talk

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