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Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.

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Everyone has forgotten that Lucifer was beautiful too and God’s favorite till he fell.
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Devil Fall Forget God Himself Lost
And I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
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Home Love Moon Return
There is nothing more dangerous than a girl who is aware of the flames inside her, and all the damage she can do.
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Aware Dangerous Girl Herself
There is a lightening in our bones and wildfire in our spirits and we will find a way despite it all to survive and thrive.
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Bone Despite Finding Lightening Ourselves Survive Thrive Way
It has taken me some time to learn that although karma exists, you can let your hatred go, not by destroying your own magic but by letting it grow.
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Existence Growth Karma Learning Magic Time
Perhaps magic is in the habit of choosing sharp-eyed girls who ask too many questions for their own good. Perhaps it chooses girls who are not unloved, but not fully loved either.
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Choice Eyes Habit Herself Love Magic Question
You are not his princess. You are your own queen.
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Authority Empowerment Inspirational Power Queen Self Love
Did you really think she was a tender flower you could trample upon, and damage her very soul? She is wildfire. And she is coming to devour you whole.
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Damage Fire Herself Power Soul Tender Thinking Whole Wild Woman
In human beings, a black hole is spending your energy loving someone who takes all of your love and gives back nothing in return.
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Energy Hole Love Return Yourself
The greatest wish I have ever had is to create with words, what wizards cannot and what magic never has.
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Desire Greatness Magic Myself Word
And what if there are things inside you that are much too difficult to love and you wished you were someone else instead?
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Difficult Love Nature Yourself
If we had no fears to master, how else would we grow?
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Fears Growth Inspirational Perspective
Ghosts of the person you used to be are so proud of who you are, they live on inside you applauding you for living on despite your scars.
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Despite Ghost Live Person Praise Proud Scars Yourself
My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?
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Appreciation Beginning Bone Girl Love Man Possible Praise Realize Relationship Value Woman Yourself
You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Bye Death Yourself
She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she burns.
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Alone Brilliant Burn Herself

Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.

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Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.

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