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I survived the darkness. Crawled. Clawed. Endured. Untangled lies from truth. This wisdom is my sword.

Aletheia Liola

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
You can find beauty in the darkest of places. Be the light, my love. Bring smiles to their faces.
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Beauty Darkness Face Finding Inspirational Light Place Smile
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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Infinite Loyalty Trust
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Wound to wisdom, pain to power. A seed of grief, now time to flower.
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Flower Grief Healing Inspirational Seeds Time Wisdom Wound
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
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
Truth as my armour. My sword as my pen. I’ll do what I will to prevail again. Shining so brightly so they shot me down. Did they not know how hard I would bounce?
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Armor Bounce Inspirational Pen Shine Sword Truth
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
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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Bleed Broken Heart Thorn Tranuma

I survived the darkness. Crawled. Clawed. Endured. Untangled lies from truth. This wisdom is my sword.

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I survived the darkness. Crawled. Clawed. Endured. Untangled lies from truth. This wisdom is my sword.

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