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I wrote your name across my hand to remind myself it was never a game. You’re like the moon and I’m your tides, pulling me in and out and I’ll allow it. You’re like the sun and I’m the sea your light shining into my darkest caves. and I’ll allow it. I wrote your name…
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The Kiss
You grabbed my neck placing a long awaited kiss on my thirsty lips. It was your way of telling me you were parched, too. I’d love to feel your body wrapped around mine in the most innocent and most seductive ways again except I can’t tell you that You’re easy to get drunk off of,…
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Cracked
Stupid of me to assume you’d fall for me when my heart is so broken even I gave up on the stitches. You’re like a first spring, as refreshing as warm air after icy winter winds kept me in the cold. For some reason I find you fascinating because you’re so sure of yourself and…
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Cold feet
The days are shorter it’s colder and the ice in my chest is spreading to protect me from feeling something so deeply for you it drowns me. Maybe I already sunk deep, deep into the ocean on my way to a life I thought might feel better, your current was just so warm and I…
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Open
I welcomed you in to my heart and between my legs when I swore I never would cause I always thought I was better off alone. I promised my broken heart no more, not again. I planned a life covered in wildflowers and making art by myself.. Until you. Now I’m not sure how I…
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Haunted
You’re haunting my thoughts, a welcome ghost in my castle. You’re stealing the show a tragedy turned romance. I didn’t want to be yours, I always thought I’m better off alone. To be yours is a privilege and I don’t know if I’m enough but I’m trying, what is enough? Here I am now, spun…
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Someone
I set myself up for this.. to let you in was too seductive and I wanted to play. Now I’m burned another scar, another story. I’m just glad I’m something to you, even if I am just someone. -emc
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Happiness
Running away until it feels like home A specialty of mine. I look for happiness in the eyes of others, In the winds of new places. I may always be running on the hunt for something really real. I’ll know it when I feel it, right? That is when I’ll be free, when it sounds…
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Pretty Thing
Loving you was numb, lifeless and lackluster At the end, I felt my heart was in the likeness of a paper doll, distressed. Loving you was once bright red… a haunting sunrise that would sink fear into a sailors heart. But I wasn’t afraid until I couldn’t breathe in the cage you put me in.…
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Secrets
I’ll drown myself in silence just to see the others floating breathing in salt air and soaking in the sun. My reality is quiet, and dark like the bottom of the sea. No one in sight, no one to confide in. Cause if I open my mouth to breathe and my secrets come out, the…
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