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Perception is the paintbrush. The reality, the canvas. You are the artist. Create purposefully.

Aletheia Liola

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
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
Be aware of the judgments that you and others conjure. The words reflect the inner world; the doctrines that you sponsor.
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Aware Conjure Judgment Sponsor Words World
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
Abstruse spite bleeds from their mouth. I hear the venom, It’s screaming so loud, And yet so benign Reaction, not roused Their “nasty”, so nice The beast lost its shroud.
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Beasr Bleed Lost Reaction Scream Venom
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
Evil exists in the shadows of our world and I’m realizing that without the darkness there would be no light. We need both to stay alive.
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Alive Darkness Deep Evil Existence Inspirational Light Realize Shadow World
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
How do we trust others when we can’t even trust ourselves?
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Inspirational Ourselves Trust
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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Awakened Core Love Moments
I have a habit of seeing through the cloak that they wear to hide what truly resides in their soul. I have a habit of tearing out skeletons from the blackest of closets; although it’s never the goal. I have a habit of forcing others to look in the mirror, at the darkest parts of their soul. And I no longer want to play the role.
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Force Goals Habit Mirror Play Role Skeleton Soul Wear
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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Blood Feeling Kill Realize She Strength Worth
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
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
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
Have faith in the fall. Sometimes life knocks us down so that we can discover what resides at the bottom of it all.
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Discover Faith Inspirational Knock Life

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