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I can’t take it all in or else I’ll grow cold when the heat already escapes my fingers and toes.

Renee Stone

I’m writing on a blank page full of chances and hope.
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Chance Hope Myself Page Writing
I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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Promise Sadness Song Verse Writing
Healing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
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Healing Let Go Move On Yourself
I can assure you that I don’t wake up every day with a smile upon my face, and the distance from happiness in the morning isn’t set at a constant rate.
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Face Happiness Morning Myself Rate Smile Wake Up
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
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
Body 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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Body Heart Mind Myself Separate Writing
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
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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Escape Myself Positive Reading Scare Sweet Writing
It’s really hard to grow up wanting to provide people with resources and support and realizing that while I can and will do that – I also need more than I thought I would.
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Growth Hard Myself Need People Realize Thinking
I lost touch with the world around me – gone unnoticed by that which surrounds me, but I must find the presence of that which grounds me if I am to once again grasp onto everything I lost touch with.
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Lost Myself Notice Presence Surround Touch World
Staring into the abyss full of art – hoping for the return of a glimmer or a spark.
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Art Full Hope Return Spark Staring
I 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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Darkness Escape Silence Voice Word Yourself
I grew up learning history about communities that would support their people (the idea that it takes a village), but all I see are so many people left on their own.
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Community Growth History Learning Myself People Support
I hide myself in the galaxies of my creations – unsure of who I am beyond that.
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Beyond Creation Deep Hide Myself Poet Writing

I can’t take it all in or else I’ll grow cold when the heat already escapes my fingers and toes.

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