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Instead of pouring me the finest liquor, he filled my cup with false promises and sweet nothings.

Z. Elliott

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
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
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
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’m not meant to be your midnight secret, I deserve to be loved in the daylight.
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Day Light Love Midnight Secret
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 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
After a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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Bitter Candy Crave Eyes Taste
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
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
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’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
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 will rise like a phoenix from the ashes of the bridges I burned.
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Ash Bridge Burn Myself Phoenix Rise
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

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