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She was a silent fighter with a demon in her lung that stole her breaths from her before they passed her tongue. He was a silent fighter who was always taught to share so he held his breath when he was with her so she could have his air.

Roses aren't always red & violets aren't exactly blue, the society we live in never seems to speak the truth.  Smiles aren't always happy & frowns aren't always upset, people judge too quickly & our feelings are what they forget.

Roses aren't always red & violets aren't exactly blue, the society we live in never seems to speak the truth. Smiles aren't always happy & frowns aren't always upset, people judge too quickly & our feelings are what they forget.

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The pic he showed me - sad smile, big dark circles, double chins and huge grey roots. Tells the sad story.

I've never found the words. But this is absolutely perfect.

the moment she stopped faking happy, when she realised she wasn’t ’alright’, was when the sun always rose in the morning, but her world stayed as dark as the night

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I have some serious writers block right now, so I’d love if you could leave some poem ideas in my ask!

When you find the one you're meant to be with… You will not have sweaty hands, shaking knees and butterflies in your stomach. You will only have the most beautiful, complete, perfect sense of home. Trust me.

Be careful because butterflies can be wasps. When your stomach flutters and your hands shakes and your cheeks flush, sometimes it’s not love, .it’s pain.

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