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

Z. Elliott

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
I pushed you away like the ocean does to the tides, but we always come back together whether it rains or shines.
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Away Myself Ocean Push Rain Shine Tide Togetherness
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
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 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 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 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
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
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 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
After a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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Bitter Candy Crave Eyes Taste
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’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
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
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

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