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Jen Holly

All this time I knew I needed some really good therapy and I found it – in poetry.
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Myself Poetry Time
We were – one. I was closer to you than anyone – ever. So tightly bound. You breathed for me and I lived in you.
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Breathe Live Myself Relationship Togetherness True Love Yourself
My eyes, finally conscious of the truth that is, now see unclouded.
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Eyes Myself Truth
This is a poem about love its absence is merely an optical illusion.
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Absence Illusion Love Poem
Why do I paint a happy face every single holiday when they are a stinging reminder of what and who is absent.
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Absence Happiness Myself
My heart is my muse my blood is my ink my pain is my pen my words are my healing.
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Healing Heart Myself Pain Poet Word
I want to be loved so I try to be you then I realize what I see in you is in the mirror looking back at me.
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Deep Love Myself Try
What gives in letting go is so much better than what stays with holding on.
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Hold On Let Go Stay
I am both mud and lotus but, my love you only see the mud.
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Flower Myself Worth
Finding my way back to myself one day at a time.
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Healing Myself Self Love
Beneath this skin beneath these bones beneath this blood I exist.
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Existence Myself Philosophy Skin
How can you be so unconditional when I speak of my dreams but yet so conditional in your love for me.
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Dream Love Relationship Selfish Yourself
I have emptied myself of a heavy burden today lifted it out of my body and placed it down its not the end but it’s a beginning.
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Beginning Body Empty End Myself
Release the things that no longer serve you like the petals of a flower. It will seed your life with new growth and you will bloom again.
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Flower Growth Let Go Life Yourself
Through poems, I speak the language of my soul and the emotions of my body onto paper.
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Body Emotion Language Myself Poem Soul
Grief visits us all differently but at the core – it rots us a little.
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Deep Different Pain Philosophy

Beneath this skin beneath these bones beneath this blood I exist.

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