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I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.

Renee Stone

Imagine the unknown of what the beings around you cover up and struggle with everyday.
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Day Imagination Struggle Unknown
I spill words among pages so that I can’t say my thoughts are stuck in cages. Can’t say I didn’t let it out when I can say for sure I wrote it down.
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Myself Thinking Word Writing
To be understood and accepted could change so many lives.
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Acceptance Change Inspirational Live Understand
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
I want to tell them how tired I am because I don’t think it shows. But maybe it’s the same for them – all strangers to the weight each of us carries. So alone, we carry these loads.
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Alone Carry Myself Stranger Thinking Tired Weight
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
Why is it that you have more practice describing weaknesses than strengths? It’s not your fault they never went to the lengths to teach you how to value your strengths.
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Description Practice Strength Teaching Value Weakness Yourself
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
My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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Body Bone Memory Muscle Myself
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
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 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
Let go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
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Let Go Lying Sweet Truth
I still have a scar from the time someone said, ‘Sometimes love isn’t enough.’
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Enough Love Myself Scar Time
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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Fly Guard Heart Broken Myself Time Wondering
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

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