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Don’t be afraid to love all your broken pieces. They will finally wether with the waters of ages, shrinking into friendly gemlike pebbles that are soft to your soul.

Bisma Ijaz

How many tears and how much pain. Before I stand up tall and rise again?
BISMA IJAZ

Broken Heart Healing Pain Rise Tears
Is it too late to bring those forevers back to life?
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Break Up Forever Life Sad
INAUDIBLE. How am I supposed to clean up this mess? Put the pieces back together and make sure it feels alright in my chest. Then wear a smile and walk ahead.
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Chest Feeling Inspirational Mess Pieces Positive Smile
The lantern of my dreams, the more it burns, the brighter it seems.
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Bright Burn Dreams Inspirational Lantern See
We are all just infinities, bounded by our bodies, trying to find forever in a numbered days.
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Body Deep Forever Human Nature Infinite Number
On quiet nights, I find the raging oceans within me, dancing with the moonlight.
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Dance Deep Moon Night Ocean Quiet
Don’t be afraid to love all your broken pieces. They will finally wether with the waters of ages, shrinking into friendly gemlike pebbles that are soft to your soul.
BISMA IJAZ

Afraid Age Broken Heart Deep Love Pieces Soft Soul Water
The brighter the light, The darker the shadows. The more the lights, The more the number of shadows.
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Bright Darkness Light Number Shadow
So darling, pick up those pieces and make something beautiful out of them because you can. You might have to bake them hot to rejoin them but trust me, it’s worth it.
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Bake Beautiful Broken Heart Darling Encouragement Healing Pieces
A few days might mean nothing, but when you are going through hell, they feel like an eternity.
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Eternity Hard Time Hell Struggle
After you, no one has really stayed. Maybe it’s because I look for you in everyone else.
BISMA IJAZ

Break Up I Miss You Look Stay
When you are on your way to find yourself, Remember that getting lost is a part of the process.
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Finding Healing Inspirational Lost Process
I push people away because I’m afraid if I get hurt, I might not heal again. I push them so away. I paint my walls so good they can’t recognize me anymore. I don’t give people a chance.
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Afraid Alone Broken Heart Chance Declutter Healing Paint People Recognize Wall
I am an arrow – Put me in your bow and let fly. Let this story go by in the blink of an eye.
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Arrow Blink Broken Heart Eyes Fly Story
I have always wished someone to look right through all my struggles without me having to utter a word.
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Broken Heart Expectation Loneliness Right Struggle
Once I was the sun. The sun that burnt so bright it lit up everyone’s sky. The sun ran out of fuel. The sun that died under its own weight. The sun that sucks on the light of others now. The sun is now a black hole, itself.
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Bright Broken Heart Die Past Sky Sun Weight

Don’t be afraid to love all your broken pieces. They will finally wether with the waters of ages, shrinking into friendly gemlike pebbles that are soft to your soul.

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Don’t be afraid to love all your broken pieces. They will finally wether with the waters of ages, shrinking into friendly gemlike pebbles that are soft to your soul.

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