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city lights and starry skies and reflections in lost eyes
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envelope on the door step too big to fit through the letterbox
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"when you are on a high, tell me what it is like"
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a blanket of stars in a velvet sky
the color of the poet's pen
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a red rose on her eyelids painted in rouge in her hand
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"visualise your pain, personify it."
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the middle way in the middle ground protected from both sides
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we will survive this fight together angels and demons fighting together
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perhaps life is not measured by breaths but by the people who let us breathe for ourselves
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mind in a mess such thoughts
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a mumur of a whisper
in a kiss of a smile
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alone but not so
his hand in hers
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dear love, you chase me endlessly, as though you do not tire, like some undead creature in a penny dreadful. you run me round in so many circles, and i'm just so dizzy, the circles are starting to look like the eyes of the on
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will you paint for me using words of love?
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are you suffering? your sorrowful worthless self
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-presses the big red shiny button-
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has once upon a time ever really existed? with its fancy prose faeries and handsome princes on horseback? with princesses to be saved from evil dragons?
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life hurts. every moment of every day.
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she sleeps under the blanket of safe darkness, obsidian nightmares coming to haunt her. she watches the star sapphires dance inside her mind as the black diamonds haunt her again. the onyx dreams haunted her, night after blac
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with a jasper history of suffering, childbirth should have been easy. a red agate nurse came in with scapels covered in shining rubies. she inwardly cried to her god for help, suddenly becoming aware of the garnet realisation
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with child inside her, not belonging to him, her citrine glow brightened with every passing day. yellow diamond glimmers of hope made her struggle on and on with it all. carnelian desires extinguished by morning sickness and
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midnight blues dance across a night sky of the deepest, richest tanzanite. shimmers of sky blue topaz break through the velvet luxury, like stars cutting pin pricks in the blanket of the sky. blue sapphire hopes crushed by bl
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morganite clothes cling to bedroom floors, across opposite sides of the city. kunzite memories are forged in minds of fabrication. they kiss repeatedly, rose quartz lips dancing together a flawless waltz on mirrored flooring.
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emerald kisses shatter at infidelity, as lovers seperate for another night. she kisses lips of colombia while he kisses lips of brazil. dio
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like a swan singing to the skies of lost love, the balloon abandons the earth, just like you abandoned me. each feather that falls from its wings of ivory, is another topaz tear that falls with another blow from your words. t
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jesus bled on a crucifix apparently to save our souls
so why was i not saved...
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flowers of chrysantheum and rose knife blade of ceramic and sharp
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"i gave up on love" "me too"
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freedom is the ability to dance in the rain every
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they refuse to stop the pounding of their hearts
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leaf the shape of a tear
falls into a river sadly and alone
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your hands caress the keys
as a faithful lover massaging their partner
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a kiss on lips fading softly
nighttime moments fade with dawn
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the first winter day in summer
marks the parade of emotions
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The pretty flowers that adorn my temple cross
The green jade of my emotions run dry only to kill me slowly
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a purple movement on a black curtain
missed by the eyes untrained
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fire in the bookshelf
the words burning bright
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he was not a real book
he could not make her smile
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bind their souls together in a turbulent mess of pain
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it was a happy day white silk dress
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