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Maybe those who hurt me in the past were not all monsters, but rather kindred spirits who got lost along the way.

Z. Elliott

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
After a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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Bitter Candy Crave Eyes Taste
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’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
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
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
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
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
He lit my soul like a wildfire and it burned me to the ground.
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Burn Fire Ground Himself Soul
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
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
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
Grief sits uncomfortably until it seeps under your skin, so you no longer feel weighed down by it but still feel its subtle presence.
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Feel Grief Long Presence Skin Subtle Uncomfortable Under
I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Absence Myself Presence Prevent Value
I was blinded by the desire to be wanted that I forgot how to love myself.
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Blind Desire Forget Love Myself

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