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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.

Renee Stone

We’re so distant, words can’t save us.
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Distance Ourselves Save Word
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
People struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
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People Sink Spill Struggle Word Yourself
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
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
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 was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
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Alone From Lonely Love Myself Yourself
They tell me summer is coming, and soon we’ll be dancing on the shore. Waiting for the moonlight to light me up amongst the starlight.
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Dance Light Moon Myself Stars Summer
They hit like waves, the memories of those old summer days. Memories you’d have thought to erase, but they crash ashore without haste.
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Day Erase Hit Memories Old Summer Thinking Wave
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
And so, my ‘What if’s’ became ‘What’s next?’
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Inspirational Mindset Myself Perspective
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
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
To the songs you haven’t heard from me. To the pains you haven’t felt for me.
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Feeling Myself Pain Song Yourself
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
When the silence fades and now sounds begin to bloom, I will grow to feel calm again. Healthily this time.
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Beginning Bloom Fade Myself Silence Sound

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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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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