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You tear me down just to build me up again. All I can think is: you are a psycho-clown.
Coco J. Ginger
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Maybe she had it wrong all this time and her empty heart could never be filled by his ingenious broken spirit. Maybe this yearning had nothing to do with him, and everything to do with her.
Coco J. Ginger
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Your psychotic behavior and constant temper tantrums intrigue me.
Coco J. Ginger
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I want your most vital organ. I want it to be mine.
Coco J. Ginger
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I pretended to be an open book, but I was closed off and conceited.
Coco J. Ginger
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Soul mates are muses. The people in your life you despise, disrespect and desire the most.
Coco J. Ginger
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And I don’t even like you, but the pain of life without you is biting.
Coco J. Ginger
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I want your hand without the skin. Bone to bone without the molds. Mouth to mouth, without the porn.
Coco J. Ginger
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Love thy neighbor as thyself. Unless he calls you names. Then do not love him, run in the opposite direction and throw a gerbil at his door.
Coco J. Ginger
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She wanted to write about something other then love. Yet her freethinking pen seemed more adhered to her heart then to her head. A battle she never felt worth fighting.
Coco J. Ginger
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This is my carefree, this is my freedom–this is MY HAPPY.
Coco J. Ginger
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I’ll dream up a world where you never existed. A world you could never live in. I’ll live there without you.
Coco J. Ginger
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You are my heart, my head, my spine-you are the beat thumping through every line, and that’s why I write–it’s the only time we can be side by side.
Coco J. Ginger
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I’m ready, I’m bursting with color I’m highlighed in the best this world has to offer
Coco J. Ginger
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Every fairytale has a villain. All high quality happy endings involve a black-hearted monster. I just didn't want you to be mine.
Coco J. Ginger
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If I had no imagination, I would hate you. But I don’t want to be part of your reality.
Coco J. Ginger
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I wore your promise on my finger for one year I'll wear your name on my heart til I die Because you were my boy, you were my only boy forever.
Coco J. Ginger
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I am torn open, unabridged, hot and a bit crazy inside. This is the feeling which belongs to me, she has always been mine.
Coco J. Ginger
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Growth in love comes from a place of absence, where the imagination is left to it’s own devices and creates you to be much more then reality would ever allow.
Coco J. Ginger
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She’s hanging free, at liberty.
Coco J. Ginger
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Dear Heart, please go away.
Coco J. Ginger
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What I knew, adored, and fell for was a fantasy. He did not exist in human terms.
Coco J. Ginger
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Poor Mr. Zum now he was un-fun and had no funs left who wanted to entertain him. What a qerbackle, what an un-fun pickle to be in.
Coco J. Ginger
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Time to get a go on this drop-dead-gorgeous morning.
Coco J. Ginger
