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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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Burns
Burnt embers of my life settled down on the field of wildflowers I slept in, crying not of mourning but of despair and anguish that I let myself be burned one too many times. The sky that was filled with ash before looked like the fire I was so scared of before. Laying there watching…
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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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One day
I wanna love you one day, I can’t right now I’m still learning to love myself but I wanna love you one day. I’ll wait, cause you’re like a Sunday sunrise, charmingly calm. My heart almost can’t take your solar colors. I don’t want you to be my sun, just a bright star in my…
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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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Core Memories
The wine is so heavy, your picture in my mind a memory. Do you still think of me? On top of the parking garage that windy fall afternoon when the sky was pink? I still remember your black mustang the way you held my thigh. The lake air breeze, my favorite song on the radio.…
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Matches
Your fire burned too bright and mine was put out long ago, so it goes. I kept the matches in my locked box that you somehow found your way into, sparking a fire in my waterlogged heart. I don’t know what it means, where it’s going, if you meant it. I don’t need to know…
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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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