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I’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.

Shreya Joshi

I don’t care how many times I fail, for one day, I will succeed. And that success will be worth a million failures.
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Care Failure Myself Success Time Willing
I’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.
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Control Destiny Father Inspirational Myself Warrior Writing
You act like a cold cold man, frozen beyond repair, hardly uttering any word, action laced demeanor. Yet everything about you, from your ebony eyes, to your dazzling smile, makes me feel warm inside.
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Act Action Cold Eyes Feeling Frozen Hard Man Repair Smile Yourself
I opened the door to emptiness, traded my emotions for numbness.
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Door Emotion Empty Myself Numb Open Trade
Is it a blessing or is it a curse, to feel everything so deeply.
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Blessing Curse Emotion Feeling
So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.
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Love Myself Relationship Thankful Yourself
Your eyes met mine, and we know our story, from beginning to the end, all things said and unsaid.
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Beginning Break Up End Eyes Ourselves Relationship Story
If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Dedication Myself Poem Self Love
How do you find words, when you’ve lost your soul? If every emotion you ever knew, you can’t feel them anymore.
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Feeling Finding Lost Soul Word Yourself
I jab my own heart with a knife, thinking about you on and on. How dare you enter my life just to make me feel torn?
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Dare Feeling Heart Knife Life Myself Thinking
I think I’ve mastered the art, of taming my wild heart, now my heart doesn’t flutter, thinking about you.
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Art Heart Master Tame Thinking Wild Yourself
You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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Childhood Promise Tapestry Trauma Yourself
Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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Hear Loud Myself Scream Silence
Posts after posts I scroll, trying to find inspiration to write, or maybe just looking for a will, to kick away the laziness, and get off this state of mind, but nothing happens, as I scroll on and on, with the clock ticking, I scroll my life away.
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Inspirational Life Mindset Myself Post Writing
I miss you, I still do, It’d be weird not to. For once upon a time, I was yours and you were mine, through sparkles and grime.
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Missing Myself Time Weird
Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
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Blood Cold Paper Pen

I’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.

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