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I knew my healing had purpose when songs that used to remind me of you didn’t bring tears to my eyes anymore.

Z. Elliott

I will rise like a phoenix from the ashes of the bridges I burned.
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Ash Bridge Burn Myself Phoenix Rise
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 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
I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Absence Myself Presence Prevent Value
He and I were like water and oil, We could co-exist, but never quite mixed.
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Exist Himself Mix Oil Relationship Water
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
Flashes of your touch race through my mind even when I’m with other guys.
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Guy Mind Touch Yourself
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
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
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
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
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
After a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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Bitter Candy Crave Eyes Taste
Please don’t make me feel special or worthy of your time If you’re just going to feed other girls those same sweet lines.
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Feed Feel Girl Line Special Sweet Time Worth Yourself
I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Absence Myself Presence Prevent Value
Maybe those who hurt me in the past were not all monsters, but rather kindred spirits who got lost along the way.
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Hurt Lost Monster Myself Past Spirit

I knew my healing had purpose when songs that used to remind me of you didn’t bring tears to my eyes anymore.

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