Trust insinuates that the human race is unfailing, faultless, flawless, and perfect.
ALETHEIA LIOLAI 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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Lies feel like nails on a chalk board scraping down the marror of my spine and truth feels like harmonious melodies gifted from the hands of the divine.
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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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All my trauma grown to thorns, he overlooked it all. Perhaps they caused him to bleed in ways I can’t recall.
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Move from reactionary; seek neutrality. It’s the only way to truly be free.
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Clutching a burning match, he said “look, and she’ll explode”. Ignored the gas he poured; his match caused my implode.
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Perception is the paintbrush. The reality, the canvas. You are the artist. Create purposefully.
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I can feel her resurrecting. The one he thought he had killed. Strength realised in her resting. It was worth all the blood spilled.
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My mother used to say “Don’t put off until tomorrow what you can do today” I say What can you do today to make the world a better place?
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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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My core; shook and rumbled. My being; awakened, humbled. My psyche; aligned, revives. My flesh; survived and thrives. This moment. The presence. A gift. Breathe. Smile. Be happy. Exist. Exhale. Relax. Surrender. Inspire. Inhale. Trust. Love. Respire.
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The highest love. Highest power. I will let you in. Devour this anguish, I’m harboring, all to you, surrendering.
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How do we trust others when we can’t even trust ourselves?
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He always preferred the way my eyes looked after they had cried. I wish he knew how fine they looked once he had said goodbye.
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My bloody hands that hold on to faith. Learned that we grow with pain and not age.
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I think we all long for someone we can be disgustingly honest with, and for them to love us anyway, and stay.
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