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natalie-eusebio
natalie-eusebio
the Truth Is where our hearts Lie.
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 10:30 AM UTC
Our Hearts
And I know sometimes you stay up later than you want to Thinking about things, you would rather forget.
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 11:19 PM UTC
Than you want to
And you wonder why You're always sure to lock the doors And draw the blinds But you somehow leave pieces of yourself Folded up in the pockets of your jeans And dropped in puddles on the sidewalk. You don't understand How you're always sure to blow the candles out, But never able to let anyone else in
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 11:18 PM UTC
Candles
I don't know why the caged bird sings, And I'm not sure why you haven't called.
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 11:17 PM UTC
Caged Bird
I imagine That the love of your life Is like your favorite book Because you'll know He's the one Only a few Chapters in
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Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 10:18 PM UTC
Only a Few
We played Tic Tac Toe, And even there, Lost in our game of curves And lines, We couldn't find A single path To take.
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Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
Curves and Lines
And I think it makes the right kind of sense, that I would think of you in the moments that the clouds break. It's in those slips of blue sky, that I remember why I loved you in the first place, and how hard you fought, to burn me out with the sun.
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Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
Out With the Sun
You were The bookmark In my life, Tucked away between pages I never wanted to reread. You were the song that filled Every silence, Always singing me words That I wanted to forget. You were the heartbeat Hammering in my chest, When all I wanted Was to be still.
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
When All I Wanted
And it's not the leaving that hurts, but rather, your ability to come back without making a sound.
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
Making a Sound
I kept hoping over cracks only to fall hopelessly into holes. I continued to skip over bumps, only to be tripped by the mountains.
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 12:09 AM UTC
I Continued