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I think I may be in way over my head. I’ll learn how to breathe underwater instead.

Aletheia Liola

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
Sobriety is something I’ll never reach. There’s always another day, another urge to defeat.
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Deep Defeat Sobriety Urge
Why do I see in a world gone blind? I always longed to find the answers, took chances. Asked for the veil to thin. Fault? Mine. Left questioning; my eyes, blessings or curses?
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Blessing Blind Chance Fault 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
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
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
You, a God I worshipped Your word was music to my ears Rose-tinted glasses: verdict You confirmed all my worst fears.
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Break Up Confirm Fear Music Relationship Verdict Worship
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
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
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
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
Endless consumption will not make you feel whole suffer, stained items are not good for the soul.
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Consumption Feeling Peace Soul Stain Suffering
Only after you have fallen to the pits of despair, can you fly to the horizon of hope.
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Despair Fly Hope Inspirational
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
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

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