I can feel her resurrecting. The one he thought he had killed. Strength realised in her resting. It was worth all the blood spilled.
ALETHEIA LIOLAHow 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.
More Aletheia Liola Quotes
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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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Endless consumption will not make you feel whole suffer, stained items are not good for the soul.
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I survived the darkness. Crawled. Clawed. Endured. Untangled lies from truth. This wisdom is my sword.
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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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My bloody hands that hold on to faith. Learned that we grow with pain and not age.
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Sobriety is something I’ll never reach. There’s always another day, another urge to defeat.
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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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I think I may be in way over my head. I’ll learn how to breathe underwater instead.
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Our interpretations reflect our imperfections. We will always read between the lines, but we decide what we choose to find.
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You can find beauty in the darkest of places. Be the light, my love. Bring smiles to their faces.
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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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Trust assumes loyalty; and loyalty in the true sense of the word, the infinite, devoted kind of loyalty – that kind of loyalty doesn’t exist anymore.
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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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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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Don’t let the ugly in others kill the beauty in you. Let it inspire you to conjure a worthwhile view. Observe their darkness-like space in between the stars. Acknowledged, yet dazzled with the bright beauty of ours. Their darkness is worthy of unconditional love. Just give their ugly, mercy.
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