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There's something hauntingly beautiful about the way she carries herself.Even if her heart is shattered in a million pieces,
she's always mindful of ..
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Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.... Always the poet, never the poem.
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As she watches the clouds soar across the pink sky. A light breeze goes through her hair.Leaving her breathless."I miss you," she finally breathes out..
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There was an aura about her.Two kindred spirits don’t just meet by accident.
She was beautiful from the start,Her hair was long and soft, and b..
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. . .It's 2 am and she's wide awake.Staring at the moonlight,coming in from her windowpane.Her mind is racing and her thoughts are haunting her.He's a..
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Frank Sinatra - I've got you under my skin, starts to play. As we slow dance into infinity,I look into your eyes and realize they're my favorite color..
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"I guess I just got lostAnd you never rescued me.""I find myself getting lost in books,Entering new worlds,Liking empty coffee shops,Getting lost in m..
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As I stand on the beach with my toes in the sand,I can feel the water slowly touching my feet,I look up at the starry sky and wonder:"Death.. Why him?..
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I think I see you everywhere.From the color of your hair,to the color of your eyes.As we slow dance into the dark.I can feel his heartbeat, it beats f..
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"You deserve to be with someone who makes you happy."The earth started to shake.
"You're the one that makes me happy", she said with a trembling voic..
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