My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
RENEE STONE- You wonder why you didn’t do it sooner – why you didn’t clear your mind when the clouds loomed.
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You wonder why you didn’t do it sooner – why you didn’t clear your mind when the clouds loomed.
More Renee Stone Quotes
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My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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If I could reverse time, I would spend more time looking into what ailed my loved ones – would have learned more about medical gaslighting.
RENEE STONEIf I could reverse time, I would spend more time looking into what ailed my loved ones – would have learned more about medical gaslighting.
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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.
RENEE STONEI 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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Body and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.
RENEE STONEBody and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.
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I escaped the voice of darkness that was as pervasive as the silence that has come to replace all the words you had misplaced.
RENEE STONEI escaped the voice of darkness that was as pervasive as the silence that has come to replace all the words you had misplaced.
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When you write me into your story, don’t set my end in stone. Feel free to let me go. I’d like to join your story, but remember I have my own.
RENEE STONEWhen you write me into your story, don’t set my end in stone. Feel free to let me go. I’d like to join your story, but remember I have my own.
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Staring into the abyss full of art – hoping for the return of a glimmer or a spark.
RENEE STONEStaring into the abyss full of art – hoping for the return of a glimmer or a spark.
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Here you are, another heartache to guard under my wings as I wait wondering when it’ll be time for me to fly.
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You wonder why you didn’t do it sooner – why you didn’t clear your mind when the clouds loomed.
RENEE STONEYou wonder why you didn’t do it sooner – why you didn’t clear your mind when the clouds loomed.
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And so, my ‘What if’s’ became ‘What’s next?’
RENEE STONEAnd so, my ‘What if’s’ became ‘What’s next?’
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I was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
RENEE STONEI was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
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I bear the fruits of your memory in the expression of my art for that is what you gave to the world.
RENEE STONEI 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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Reading has always been my sweetest escape, but I write to convey that which I want to escape or what scares me to say, even if it’s something positive.
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And I saw forever in your eyes ‘til the sunset started to dim your light. You told me you’d always hold me tight, but your warmth faded with the bright.
RENEE STONEAnd I saw forever in your eyes ‘til the sunset started to dim your light. You told me you’d always hold me tight, but your warmth faded with the bright.
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Somewhere the silence resonates, the clutter clears, and you’re set to start again.
RENEE STONESomewhere the silence resonates, the clutter clears, and you’re set to start again.
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Flowers crown her with thorns, keeping her mind entrapped in a garden of lies – guarding her mind.
RENEE STONEFlowers crown her with thorns, keeping her mind entrapped in a garden of lies – guarding her mind.
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