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I hope to arrive at my death, late, in love, and a little drunk.ÂAtticus Poetry
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I worry there is something broken in our generation, there are too many sad eyes on happy faces.Atticus Poetry
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We are made of all those who have built and broken us.Atticus Poetry
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Brushing a girl’s hair behind her earonce a daywill solve more problemsthan all thosetherapists and drugs.Atticus Poetry
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She was afraid of heightsbut she was much more afraid of never flying.Atticus Poetry
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Depression is being colorblind and constantly told how colorful the world is.Atticus Poetry
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From the moment I saw her I knew this onewas worththebroken heart.Atticus Poetry
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Our songslive longer thanour kingdoms.Atticus Poetry
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I will follow you, my love, to the edge of all our days, to our very last tomorrows.Atticus Poetry
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We humans are so tortured by not properly guessing what will make us happy.Atticus Poetry
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That was her magic– she could still see the sunseteven on those darkest days.Atticus Poetry
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Art takes time– Monet grew his gardensbefore he painted them.Atticus Poetry
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We are all born free and spend a lifetime becoming slaves to our own false truths.Atticus Poetry
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There will alwaysa glimmer in thosewho have been through the dark.Atticus Poetry
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True artcomes from flying with the madnessso close you burn your eyelashes.Atticus Poetry
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Put a girl in moonlightand tell only truthsand every man becomes a poet.Atticus Poetry
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She sat in her perfect house, with her perfect husband, wishing that her perfect life would end.Atticus Poetry
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And the stars blinked as they watched her carefully jealous of the way she shone.Atticus Poetry
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We were strange in loveher and I too wild to last too rare to die.Atticus Poetry
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Sometimes I want a quiet lifeother times I want to go a little bit fucking Gatsby.Atticus Poetry
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Drugs to mehave always beena pretty girl with a sly smilebeckoning mewith a finger down the dark path of a fork in the road.Atticus Poetry
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She found herselfover a long and treacherous roadand the more treacherous the road became, the more of herselfshe found.Atticus Poetry
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What a strange world. We trade our days for things.Atticus Poetry
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Don't worry– you see, to some you are magic.Atticus Poetry
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You and I will be lost and found a thousand times along this cobbled road of us.Atticus Poetry
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One day I’ll paint the perfect sunset-- if I can only find the words.Atticus Poetry
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A few drinks and the world was hers– she wore her whiskey like a loaded gun.Atticus Poetry
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Don't ask her to be a rock for you to lean uponinstead, build her wingsand point her to the skyand she will teach you both to fly.Atticus Poetry
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I LIVE MY LIFESO HAPPILY IN CRAZY WITH HER.Atticus Poetry
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She was cool– the whole world seemed to spin around her in smooth jazz.Atticus Poetry
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Poetry, is a life long war wagedagainst ineffable beauty.Atticus Poetry
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There is nothing prettier in thewhole wide world than a girlin lovewith every breath she takes.Atticus Poetry
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I think it’s beautifulthe way you sparkle when you talk about the things you love.Atticus Poetry
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She had just enough madness to make her interestingAtticus Poetry
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Watch carefully the magic that occurswhen you give a person enough comfort to just be themselves.Atticus Poetry
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Love her but leave her wildÂAtticus Poetry
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It was her chaos that made her beautiful.ÂAtticus Poetry
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I aspire to be an old man with an old wife laughing at old jokes from a wild youth.Atticus Poetry
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A sky full of starsand he was staring at her. –ATTICUSAtticus Poetry
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I WANT TO BE WITH SOMEONE WHO DREAMS OF DOING EVERYTHING IN LIFEAND NOTHING ON RAINY SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.Atticus Poetry
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Chase your stars fool, life is short.ÂAtticus Poetry
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Time is all we have and don’t.ÂAtticus Poetry
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As he took her handhe gave herall she had beenwaiting for--a shiverdown her spine.Atticus Poetry
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There’s too much risk in loving, ’the young boy said, ‘no, ’said the old man, ‘there’s too much risk in not.Atticus Poetry
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When it comes to love we are primates breaking stickswhile pointing to our hearts.Atticus Poetry
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It's a lonelything, protecting a breakable heartAtticus Poetry
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LIFE IS A JOURNEYTO FIND THE PEOPLEWEIRD LIKE YOU. –ATTICUSAtticus Poetry
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THE RIGHTPOEM FINDS US EXACTLY WHEN IT NEEDS TO.–ATTICUSAtticus Poetry
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EVERYTHINGWE LOVE ISWELL ARRANGED DUST. - ATTICUSAtticus Poetry
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She walkedthrough her lifeheavyfrom themighty wingsupon her back.Atticus Poetry