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He played with my heart strings and turned them into a song I can’t get out of my head.

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Blue devils sing haunting melodies that echo within the chambers of my heart-this is how heartbreak lingers.
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Chamber Devil Echo Haunt Heart Heart Broken Melody Myself
I was an unfortunate bystander caught up in the winds of your destructive storms, destroyed to ruins with nothing left to spare but feeling of emptiness lingering through air.
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Air Destroy Destruction Empty Feel Linger Nothing Ruin Spare Storm Unfortunate Wind
I had shed my old skin so I could make room to grow into myself again.
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Growth Myself Old Room Self Love Skin
I am a force of nature. I command an audience by just my mere presence.
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Audience Command Force Myself Nature Presence
He lit my soul like a wildfire and it burned me to the ground.
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Burn Fire Ground Himself Soul
Don’t be afraid of the heat, it’s just the fire blazing inside my heart. I can warm up the room and thaw away at the bitter and cold parts of you.
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Afraid Bitter Cold Fire Heart Heat Inside Room Warm Yourself
The heaviness of world can often feel like we’re living in black and white, sometimes all we need is a splash of color to remind us of the good in life.
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Black Color Feel Goodness heavy Life Live Remind Splash White World
I never thought the victim would be me yet there I was paralyzed and struggling to set myself free. It took every fibre in my being to walk away and let it be.
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Being Fibre Free Let Go Myself Strength Struggle Thought Victim
Ink pours like rain when I think about all the times you said my name, heartache just falls onto the page.
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Broken Heart Ink Name Page Pour Rain Yourself
Your lips were soft and tender, warm like september. Every moment spent with you made me feel wild and brand new.
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Feel Lips Moment New Romance September Soft Tender Warm Wild Yourself
I’ll admit I’m not perfect I’m like an angel fallen from grace. I’ve been a sinner and a saint.
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Admit Angel Grace Perfect Saint Sin Sinner
I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Absence Myself Presence Prevent Value
I don’t need a doctor or a shaman to tell me how I feel, only I have the power to heal. I can mend my wounds into scars as a reminder of where I’ve been and how far I’ve come.
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Doctor Far Feel Healing Mend Myself Power Reminder Scar Shaman Wound
Instead of adding fuel to the fire I had to learn how to walk away from the flames.
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Fire Flame Fuel Learn Let Go
Society tells you to leave when somebody treats you badly but its so much harder than it seems.
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Bad Hard Leave Society Treat Yourself
My body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.
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Body Language Mind Secret Speak Words

He played with my heart strings and turned them into a song I can’t get out of my head.

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