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So what do we say to each other is the language of unspoken? The words are sweet; the space is bitter or is this just the them I’ve chosen.

Aletheia Liola

Only after you have fallen to the pits of despair, can you fly to the horizon of hope.
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Despair Fly Hope Inspirational
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, they say – Do I see, what is me? Or did his eyes lead me astray?
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Astray Beauty Broken Heart Eyes
I compare myself to the leaves; dead, yet dancing in the breeze. Is it meant to hurt this much, falling from the trees?
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Broken Heart Comparison Hurt Myself Pain Tree
Our interpretations reflect our imperfections. We will always read between the lines, but we decide what we choose to find.
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Choose Decision Finding Imperfection Interpretation Line
Perception is the paintbrush. The reality, the canvas. You are the artist. Create purposefully.
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Artist Canvas Creation Inspirational Paint Perception Purpose Reality
The highest love. Highest power. I will let you in. Devour this anguish, I’m harboring, all to you, surrendering.
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Anguish Harbor Love Surrender
On my worst days, I give the devil hell. On my best day, I hold a light for God to dwell.
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Devil Dwell Gofd Hard Time Hell Light
After the flood, the colors were brightened demand tears of pain to feel so enlightened. Lassoed hope from the clouds that caused it to rain, divine intervention to feel love again.
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Bright Cloud Color Divine Enlightenment Feeling Flood Hard Time Love Pain Rain
You only meet someone, as deeply as they’ve met themselves. So do not allow their demons to condemn your soul to hell.
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Allow Deep Demon Meet Soul
I give forgiveness like salt and pepper in a restaurant – Turn my world upside down and it’ll pour out of me, flowing freely, until I’m empty.
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Broken Heart Emptiness Forgiveness Pepper Pour Restaurant Salt World
She’ll find peace in the solitude, in the depths of the well. The darkness alludes to how far she fell. And perhaps, the view is better from way down afar, It keeps the water still In her reservoir.
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Darkness Healing Peace Perhaps She Solitude
I dragged my pain into the darkness, I carried it into the light – No matter where I choose to take it, This pain refuses to subside. I washed my sins off in the ocean, I prayed all my badness away, Whichever God I choose to worship, I cannot make my soul be saved.
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Bald Carry Darkness Light Ocean Pain Prayer Worship
The only way I’ll ever choose to taste sweet love again, Is if he tells me, he loves my mind, and the way I use my pen.
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Break Up Love Mind Pen Writing
How many wounds can you convert to wisdom? How much pain to power can you permute and fathom? This is your story; rewrite how it’s written.
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Fathom Inspirational Pain Story Wisdom Wound
He dirtied my name with his dark and muddy lies. The earth he left grew flowers for the butterflies & now I thrive.
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Butterfly Flower Lie Mud Overcome
How do we trust others when we can’t even trust ourselves?
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Inspirational Ourselves Trust

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