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To the songs you haven’t heard from me. To the pains you haven’t felt for me.

Renee Stone

I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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Promise Sadness Song Verse Writing
The thought of you having to try hurts because it feels like you should have known to let me go before you grabbed ahold.
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Hurt Let Go Thinking Try Yourself
There is a warmth that fills the soul when the sun’s rays tend to your skin from up above.
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Ourselves Rays Soul Sun Warm
I still have a scar from the time someone said, ‘Sometimes love isn’t enough.’
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Enough Love Myself Scar Time
Tell me I’m sun-kissed, but you burn my skin. And you already told me, I was paper thin.
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Burn Myself Paper Skin Sun
I bear the fruits of your memory in the expression of my art for that is what you gave to the world.
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Art Expression Fruit Memories World Yourself
And so, my ‘What if’s’ became ‘What’s next?’
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Inspirational Mindset Myself Perspective
Let go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
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Let Go Lying Sweet Truth
Somewhere the silence resonates, the clutter clears, and you’re set to start again.
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Patience Resonate Silence Start Yourself
My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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Body Bone Memory Muscle Myself
To be understood is to be on part of the path to inclusivity.
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Journey Path Spirituality Understand
I don’t think anyone really gets my attachment to the little things. They call it insignificant and say that it is what it is. I think it all adds up to what we stand for. The little things add up to something meaningful and so does the complacency.
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Attachment Call Meaning Myself Stand Thinking
The free for all of love – these tiny acts within our capability. In turn, reciprocation is of no concern. We just want people to listen and learn that love is granted to all.
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Capacity Concern Freedom Learn Listen Love People
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
Flowers crown her with thorns, keeping her mind entrapped in a garden of lies – guarding her mind.
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Crown Flower Garden Guard Lying Mindset
I wonder why I’m so empathetic, why people perceive me to be so kind. I don’t want my heart to burn when there’s no one burning mine.
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Burn Empathy Heart Nature Oneself People Wonder

To the songs you haven’t heard from me. To the pains you haven’t felt for me.

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