Ripped in pieces soaked in love, unheard battles all won, I’m proud of you heart of what you’ve become.
SHRUTHI SAGARI want someone to kiss my scars and tell me I’m beautiful still, that even after my scars I’m worthy to be loved and seen, I want someone to tell me that warriors do not come clean.
More Shruthi Sagar Quotes
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My lips have been silenced for so long, my own voice feels like a stranger.
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Is the love you are getting, also the one you deserve?
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This cruel world fails to embrace the beauty of tender souls and then wonders why everyone turns cold?
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You would be so proud of me if you knew of all the ways I’ve turned my pain into art.
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Somedays, I’m an overflowing fountain, a chaotic ocean or an untamed river. But even on the hard days, kindness is a possibility I always choose.
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Even the stars cried when they wrote our fate, a love so deep yet we had to separate.
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If you knew the way you made my heart break and eyes tear, you would curse your existence .
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Love is only pain in disguise.
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Even when the blood in my veins is the same as them, every cell in my body is against becoming like them. What a curse it is to hate the very thing that birth you.
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I’ve been so hurt. Just love me enough that my heart heals and all my scars worship your name.
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But hopes are just dreams and not all dreams come true. So I hope of you, knowing very well that you could never come true.
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I want someone to kiss my scars and tell me I’m beautiful still, that even after my scars I’m worthy to be loved and seen, I want someone to tell me that warriors do not come clean.
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Everyday is a discovery of the person I am becoming, or I always was, but only now realizing.
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I would steal the sun, if that is what it took to bring the light back into your eyes.
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I want to write happy poems on new years. But grief doesn’t have timelines, and it refuses to let go of me.
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