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To be looked at and not found wanting – how beautiful to be enough.

Alma-May Noa

Clasp me in your warm embrace, let me feel the love your eyes so boldly promise.
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Bold Eyes Love Myself Promise
And love stopped being love when it began to feel like a trap, instead of freedom.
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Beginning Freedom Love
Healing was not found in mending my brokenness, but in finding peace among the pieces.
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Acceptance Break Healing Myself Peace Self Love
See the wonder that exists all around you – and know that you belong.
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Existence Self Love Worth Yourself
How is it that I can drink from your lips and still crave? More and more, and even more of you.
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Lips Love Myself Relationship
Hold me even closer than your shadow holds the dark; leave me in no doubt your arms are home.
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Darkness Home Leave Relationship
To be the water that engulfs your skin, oh, let me be the sea you drown in.
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Love Sea Skin Water Yourself
I am slowly cutting you out of me, piece by aching piece.
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End Leave Myself Pieces
There is a story to tell in even the mundane, and beauty in the most unsuspecting.
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Beautiful Nature Story Yourself
Wanting you has been a thirst I have not been able to quench.
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Break Up Love Yourself
Broken wings may be grounded now, but they will taste freedom again.
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Break Freedom Taste Wings
Too many times I’ve reached into shallow wells searching for acceptance, and too many times my bucket has come empty.
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Acceptance Empty Shallow Time
And every breath without you is torture, but at least I can finally breathe again.
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Breathe Distance Love Togetherness
All the scars I hide fearfully, you see; counting them carefully with your lips, and telling me they are beautiful.
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Beautiful Fear Lips Myself Scars
I lost myself willfully in half-forgotten madness, futilely for in the throes, I still remember you.
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Lost Love Mad Myself Remember Yourself
I breathe in the first glimmers of freedom – it tastes of sweet hopefulness.
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Breathe Freedom Hope Myself Taste

To be looked at and not found wanting – how beautiful to be enough.

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