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So may you love my roots and my thorns, just as much as you love the rose that I am – but don’t pick on my petals.

Jenny A

Shed the path with your smile, and lead the ones who choose to find the light in you.
JENNY A

Heart Light Path Self Love Smile Yourself
Conserving my energy for those who take their time, to find the light in me.
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Energy Light Myself Time
You are enough, when it rains, when the sun rises and when the sunsets.
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Self Love Sun Yourself
The softest hearts love the hardest.
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Hard Heart Love One Liner Soft
I build you from top to bottom, water each verse with a part of me and I watch you blossom into my true love.
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Myself See True Love Yourself
As much as I read our story, I tried finding the conflict that our story had. I flipped the pages and ripped pages, looking for words that somehow kept our story going.
JENNY A

Hold On Myself Ourselves Poetry Read Story
Place your hand over your heart, and tell yourself that love lives here and healing lives here. And pain is no longer welcome here.
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Hands Healing Live Love Pain Place Yourself
No matter how often we draw the lines, we will cross them – my favorite type of art.
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Art Myself Relationship
So may you love my roots and my thorns, just as much as you love the rose that I am – but don’t pick on my petals.
JENNY A

Love Myself Relationship Yourself
Do not look for me if you haven’t found yourself first.
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Myself Relationship Yourself
My city that I will always carry with me like I carry my crown. I’m just a queen from the Boogie Down.
JENNY A

Carry Myself Travel
It’s okay to fear the things you can’t control, but let go of what you can no longer hold.
JENNY A

Control Fear Hold On Let Go
I don’t want to live here, you frame memories I don’t want to remember, and gather your dust on memories I want hold on to.
JENNY A

Hold On Live Memories Myself Remember Yourself
Your voice sends vibrations through my ears, as the frequency of each word that falls from your lips, tracing every bone of my spine, making me weak.
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Fall Lips Myself Voice Weakness Yourself
The parts of me you are afraid of, are the parts that are ready to be loved by you.
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Afraid Love Myself Yourself
We fail ourselves in many ways by hoping and praying for people to change, but little do we know the more rely on others, our growth delays.
JENNY A

Change Fail Growth Hope Ourselves People Prayer Way

So may you love my roots and my thorns, just as much as you love the rose that I am – but don’t pick on my petals.

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