I do not hate the scars they hold me together binding flesh and experience gnarled lines.
HOLLY DUXBURYI do not hate the scars they hold me together binding flesh and experience gnarled lines.
HOLLY DUXBURYI know longer know how to find myself under the weight of who I had to be.
HOLLY DUXBURYIf it is love it is always enough love is a quality, not a quantity.
HOLLY DUXBURYThe loss of innocence is inevitable bitterness does not have to be.
HOLLY DUXBURYTell me about the flowers that bloom in your mind when the earth sits between you and the sun.
HOLLY DUXBURYThe sun and moon are both awake, flirting from across the sky.
HOLLY DUXBURYMy heart keeps room for you always even when you can’t be here.
HOLLY DUXBURYWhat does a caged bird know about freedom?
HOLLY DUXBURYWe dream of roses and grow like weeds.
HOLLY DUXBURYWe are so much more than the sum of parts colors staining us bruises of identity.
HOLLY DUXBURYThere is no point in uprooting yourself to prove to others you can bloom.
HOLLY DUXBURYThe only thing that fills the void is pulling things out of it.
HOLLY DUXBURYI am never going to stop trying to translate meaning from mundane.
HOLLY DUXBURYNo matter the storm you are still standing to guide me home.
HOLLY DUXBURYLove was learning to read your vulnerability like a foreign language.
HOLLY DUXBURYThe snow will keep all of your secrets or none of them.
HOLLY DUXBURY