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  • i would rather dance with the devil than an angel who won’t know how to hold me the blood & the bones For love or war. This dance brings us to the highest peak and to our knees. Dancing with the devil can apply to most anything. It can be the person it hurts to

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  • The weight of his words .. not paragraphs, not stories. Just a line here and there. A few letters holding hands becoming a cannon. This man could sink the ship that is me with a single poetic flick of his tongue. He was the only thing that could stop me dead in my tracks. And

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  • you are not him and the weight of that is more than I can carry LL

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  • I am thankful for the hours spent running around the hospital or stuck behind a desk because it has shown me the value of life and I have met some real life self sacrificing heroes in the doctors I work with everyday and allows me to provide for my son. I am thankful for the

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  • i remember every time you leftthe stones stacked on my chestand i stood stillweighted, waitingfor your name to pass throughsome messenger’s lipsso it’s strange that it should come to thisthat we are strangers once again the blood& the bones

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  • and they said who will go? the valiant, the mighty, the bold they all say send me but let it also be known that the scared, the young, the naively brave the ones not even knowing the weight they will declare their willingness in hopes that through sacrifice, through suffering someday they may become like

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  • so many momentsi felt i was but mere dustthe wind would carry me awayat any notionthis was what it was liketo feel left behindto feel discardedto feel yourself dyingin slow motion this was heartbreak, this was depression, this was loneliness the blood& the bones

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  • In a dream, I had come to the end of a long road And you stood there The stars were falling all around you like confetti And I was amazed at how the light of the moon and the sun shone through you simultaneously I had come to this journey’s end And you were my

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  • I don’t hate you for not knowing how to love me You’re still the hero in our story LL

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  • we live in a world where you can deeply and personally offend a total stranger you don’t know or give a fuck about yet somehow they’ve decided, based on nothing more than their short sided opinion and likely their own deficiencies, that they know everything about you ….

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