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He lit my soul like a wildfire and it burned me to the ground.

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I will rise like a phoenix from the ashes of the bridges I burned.
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Ash Bridge Burn Myself Phoenix Rise
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
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
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
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
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’m drawn to you like a moth to a flame, it’s no wonder I can’t resist every time you say my name.
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Drawn Flame Name Resist 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
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 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
Rejection is a hard pill to swallow but as soon as you get past the lump in your throat you’ll be able to breathe again.
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Breathe Hard Lump Past Rejection Swallow Throat
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
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 won’t be like snow white and wait around for some guy. Prince charming’s kiss isn’t the only thing that makes me feel alive.
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Alive Fair Tale Feel Myself Prince Snow White

He lit my soul like a wildfire and it burned me to the ground.

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