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Nothing is ever black and white but I’m sick and tired of all the grey area.

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Curves on a body are invitations to desire. Embrace them wherever they are.
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Body Desire Invitation Self Love Sex Temptation Yourself
When a mother asks for a second child her body forgets the pain of the first. When I give you a second chance my heart is being forgetful.
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Body Children Forget Heart Mom Pain
You and I are the greatest love story ever untold.
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Break Up Greatness Love
Nothing is ever black and white but I’m sick and tired of all the grey area.
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Black Myself Sick White
Show me an example of perfection and I will show you a lie.
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Appearance Lying Perfection Wisdom Yourself
Lost in a conversation is something I can never feel with you. For I’ve never felt more found than when speaking to you.
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Conversation Feeling Lost Talk Yourself
You can make my chest swell with joy and cave with pain but peace is something I taught myself. Chest swelling chest caving with each new breath of fresh air.
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Breathe Joy Pain Peace Yourself
My hands reached your body like braille, and your curves and edges tell a story of beauty and grace.
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Beauty Body Curve Grace Hands Myself Reach
Your trauma doesn’t build character, it builds a wall around you.
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Build Character Trauma Yourself
A problem shared is a problem divided. A tragedy shared is a tragedy multiplied.
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Division Myself Problem Share Tragedy
The eye of the storm is the stillest part. There is calm at the centre of a cyclone. There is hush in the middle of a hurricane. The window of joy we shared was the eye of our storm.
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Calm Eyes Ourselves Share Storm Window
There is no such thing as a summer body. Your beauty is not seasonal, it is perennial. Your body need not change for your skin to enjoy the sun.
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Beautiful Body Change Season Skin Summer Sun Yourself
Reserve the language of sculpture for the art of sculpture. Lest you confuse beauty with the shape of a jaw or art with the size of a stomach.
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Art Beauty Language Reserve Sculpture Stomach Yourself
Hope is a drug that makes fear little quieter.
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Drugs Fear Hope Quiet
The machines greed knows no limits.
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Greed Limitation Machine
The fear that I would one day run out of things to say to you became the hope that soon I can sit in silence with you.
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Conversation Fear Run Silence Talk Voice Yourself

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