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Z. Elliott Quote - Blue devils sing haunting melodies that echo within the chambers of my heart-this is how heartbreak lingers.

Blue devils sing haunting melodies that echo within the chambers of my heart-this is how heartbreak lingers.

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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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Head Heart Himself Myself Play Song String
I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Absence Myself Presence Prevent Value
I can barely hold a melodic tune but I’ll still sing love songs all about you.
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Love Melody Music Myself Sing Yourself
Its the little things that make life worthwhile, like when he looks at me with that innocent smile.
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Happiness Himself Innocene Life Look Love Romance Smile Worth
There are so many beautiful parts of me but your eyes were too out of focus to notice.
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Beautiful Eyes Focus Myself Notice Part Yourself
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
Instead of pouring me the finest liquor, he filled my cup with false promises and sweet nothings.
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Cup Fake False Fine Himself Liquor Nothing Pour Promise Sweet
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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Eyes Healing Myself Purpose Song Tears
I will rise like a phoenix from the ashes of the bridges I burned.
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Ash Bridge Burn Myself Phoenix Rise
He took the pieces of my broken heart and turned them into a mosaic for his own viewing pleasure.
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Art Broken Heart Hurt Pieces Pleasure Relationship
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
Flashes of your touch race through my mind even when I’m with other guys.
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Guy Mind Touch 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
He disappeared like a ghost in the night but I kept looking for him in the shadows of the moonlight.
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Disappear Ghost Himself Light Look Moon Night Shadow
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

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