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  • This Bed

    This Bed

      This bed. I lay here and I float here through clouds and tears and atmospheres blankets and sheets and heartbreak and defeat roll around don’t make a sound I stretch my arms as far as they’ll go you’re never there, you never were days go by and I walk the walk I smile the

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  • Believing You

    I know I need to write about what you said.  I know I need to heal the only way I know how.  If I can empty this from me then maybe I can let you go.  But, I don’t know how. It’s like I swallowed a boulder and it sits there, in the back of

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  • Am I the only one?

    Am I the only one … Who looks for you in the places we’ve been? Who tells you good morning and goodnight somehow hoping you can hear me? Who looks through photos of a year of love.  Seeing the smile in your eyes and wondering if you’ll ever smile that way for someone else? Am

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  • Find what you love

    Find what you love and let it kill you… I’ve read this quote for years.  It was just words before. No resonation.  It never stuck out to me. Until today. Because I realized I had. Yes, I had found what I loved.   And I had let it kill me.   And it was you.

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  • I promise you this.. I know only a little about a little in this life but one thing I know for sure .. You will never know hurt, loneliness, heartbreak, emptiness and ultimately loss greater than when trying to love a man who does not want to be loved. I am scarred in ways I

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  • Regret

    regrets, I have so few.. except for all the pieces of me meant for only me .. that I lost when I gave them to you LL~

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  • 13

    I hate that I let you see the places in me I always meant to keep for myself. LL~

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  • Georgia

    Georgia

    I lost you to Georgia and all the other places You couldn’t get off your mind And all the girls in all the towns You said you’d left behind   You say you’ve let it go Ghosts and shoulders you leaned on But I don’t feel you’re really here Yeah, I mostly feel alone  

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  • Pretend

    Pretend

    I spent almost a year of my life loving you and you kept me mostly a secret. Not one photo. Not one acknowledgement. I was always just a fling. And yet you pretended so well that it was real. You were never all in. Not even for a minute. And here I was loving with

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  • We took a lot of road trips. You played a lot of music. Our tastes varied so much but I always said one good thing about dating was all the new music you get introduced to. I took note of the ones you played that seemed to resonate with you. And, during the many times

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