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There are parts of me That I gave to you Without even the courtesy Of holding your hand But, in good faith I built for you The softest place to land And there I stood looking up at you Upon the ledge Waiting on every Shallow word You ever tossed my way And still I…
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I hope you know I still save some smiles for you only LL~
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Where is my injured warrior? Whose sad eyes light up for me and poetry Rough hands and ragged words He craves me like healing waters Where is my tattered soul? Who will take my blood as his lifeline Lost but loved so infinitely Come back and make me your home LL~
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It was in the almosts Where I learned my hardest lessons How far I’d go, how great the hope I carried And those maybes and what might have beens Well, they changed me But now I know my greatest virtue is bravery LL~
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Sometimes we let people go because we realize that, at some point, they already loosened their grip. And it hurts. But, I know this.. the hand that searches for mine in the dark will always find it again. LL~
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It was you who kept leaving me in the dark And yet the apology always came from my lips LL~
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let me in show me the worst parts of you the secret places left untouched and covered in dust dimly lit corners of your mind bloody, battered memories desires you are ashamed of tattered pieces of all the shit you want to leave behind tell me everything you would hide from others and I’ll show…
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I suppose it would be best to forget you.. To move on and maybe even regret you… Yet here I am, always hopeful that you’ll notice me again LL~
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I barely knew you but yet I had been looking for you my whole life Sort of like the waves have always longed to know the shore LL~
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and so I wait to see if the words that fell from your whiskey lips were more than just drunken poetry LL~
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The Blood & The Bones 