For even every saint
has a past,
and every sinner
has a future.

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Gently call
your heart
to come back home

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So does a second chance come
to those who were
right people with
wrong timing?

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Memories -
A relief, also
a torture..

But what is grief,
If not love persevering?

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of places where love paints its hue
even before and after learning what you are.

The stars afar mocking in its starry arch;
Yet, you find life in the dying light ,
And help piece together the beauty of quietness.

Now, into a clearing under the sky,
Are you still seeing those same stars?
Will we find the same constellation again?

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Aren't we all but walking imperfections, wanting to be accepted by other imperfections?

Love rooted deep inside,
that even when the tree of dreams fell,
Love remained.

Some gives you flowers
Some makes you bloom;

All of the impossibles
All of the possibles:
A life- anything can happen.
Anything can be.

Your soul knows words-
Words whispered by a bruised heart
Where healing is a touch of love.

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A TOUCH THAT HEALS, ALSO LEAVES BRUISES.

THE WIND THAT BLOWS OFF A CANDLE,
ALSO FLARES UP A FLAME.

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Fooled by good liars
Fallen victim to good promises..

This heart of ours can take a lot, and still somehow move forward

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A heart that's broke
A pair of wings
Ain't it resembles the same?

Only fools rush in you say,
but love quiver all senses, Darlin'.

Love when lost,
A part of you loses too

Beauty comes with edges and thorns.
Now you try to stitch the holes in the tattered fabric,
but that's become an ode to that one last time too.

What once shared, was and will be beautiful.

Eyes so honest,
Can you help yourself not falling in love all over again when your eyes meet again?

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She's just another writer,
trapped within her truths.

Sometimes, the touch
of honesty too much,
You have to close your eyes
and hide

Sweet hopes you whispers
Makes her want to bloom like
April flowers in the winter

Wistful promises stands like
a door without a knob.

Now, we are all but drifters,
in search of a place we call a home..

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