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Wound to wisdom, pain to power. A seed of grief, now time to flower.

Aletheia Liola

He dirtied my name with his dark and muddy lies. The earth he left grew flowers for the butterflies & now I thrive.
ALETHEIA LIOLA

Butterfly Flower Lie Mud Overcome
I think I may be in way over my head. I’ll learn how to breathe underwater instead.
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Breathe Learn Underwater Women Power
Trust is an illusion. A systematically flawed word. A total forgery of a statement. Trust assumes infallibility – without errors, mistakes, or fuck ups.
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Assumement Error Flaws Illusion Mistake Statement Trust
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
I survived because the fire I have inside me burns brighter than the fire that surrounds me forever thriving with blazing vitality.
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Bright Brn Fire Survive Vital Women Empower Women Power
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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Honest Human Nature Love
The child within; raised voice; fast heart; flinches. Flight response, with an attitude and broken hinges. The child within; tiptoes; eggshells. Heaven; hell. Still, she finds a quiet place, safe and tranquil; dwell.
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Attitude Broken Heart Children Dwell Fight Raise Response Voice
Move from reactionary; seek neutrality. It’s the only way to truly be free.
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Freedom Move Neutral Reaction True
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
Contemplation; intrinsic. I am aligned perception. A, perfected plan. I am ferocious and tranquil. Rising. Pain to power. Alchemic. Energising
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Align Contemplation Ferocious Pain Perfection Power
I survived the darkness. Crawled. Clawed. Endured. Untangled lies from truth. This wisdom is my sword.
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Crawl Darkness Endurance Survive Sword Truth Wisdom
Love is easier to carry than hate. So I untangle from my past and realize my fate. Transcend the pain to forgiveness, to nurture my scars. We are what we witness, and we are also stars.
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Fate Hate Love Pain Past Positive Realize Scars Transcend
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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Broken Heart Divine Harmony Lie Melody
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.
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Choose Each Other Language Space Words
My bloody hands that hold on to faith. Learned that we grow with pain and not age.
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Age Faith Learning Pain
Sobriety is something I’ll never reach. There’s always another day, another urge to defeat.
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Deep Defeat Sobriety Urge

Wound to wisdom, pain to power. A seed of grief, now time to flower.

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