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My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.

Jessica Wilde

And the world seems just a little bit warmer, and the sun shines slightly brighter than it used to, and the days pass differently than before, and time is no longer stuck in a loop.
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Bright Different Shine Sun Time Warm World
Lavender lullabies whispered into night skies, remnants of galaxies cradled closely, as you sleep sweetly, time slips away and so do I.
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Galaxy Myself Night Sky Time Whisper
When winter withers – my bones begin to thaw, my lungs crackle as they expand, and the blood in my veins start to flow and I awaken from hibernation – hungry for happiness and eager to let go.
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Awake Beginning Bone Flow Happiness Hungry Let Go Start Winter
My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
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Alone Depression Mindset Myself Recognition
I am swept beneath your current – it pulls me in, and I don’t even try to swim.
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Current Myself Try
A wooded winter trail awaits, no footprints pressed upon the snow – a path I dared not once to take but now – I must go.
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Await Dare Myself Snow Winter
Time aches- my words break as if they’re the wings of a captured butterfly as if they’re the seconds that keep ticking by as if they’re embers that refuse to ignite.
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Break Ignite Refusal Time Word
Underneath the stars, the weight of living dissolves – releases, breathes, be.
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Breathe Dissolve Live Release Stars Weight
Cider and candor and cranberry kisses, firelight dancing – lowered inhibitions, our eyes caught up in intimate moments, soaking in these cinnamon-spiced secrets.
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Dance Eyes Intimate Light Moments Ourselves Secret
I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.
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Feeling Known Love Yourself
I simply cannot hold onto hope, it aches like possibilities never reached, I’m bubbling over with grief – this chaos has caused so much loss and fatigue.
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Fatigue Grief Hope Loss Possible Reach Simplicity
You hold a piece of me I will never get back. Be even tender.
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Hold Pieces Return Yourself
I am fierce yet fragile – cradle me with care, I can shred your soul, light you on fire, or send you into the dark abyss – the difference between us is – I wouldn’t dare.
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Care Darkness Difference Fierce Fire Fragile Light Myself Soul
I’m half agony, half hope – like I’m a freshly cut bone, like the last stone that was held – then not thrown, like a garden where inspiration roots but never grows.
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Agony Garden Growth Hope Myself Stone
I learned all about love from people that didn’t know how to love me.
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Learning Love Myself People
I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.
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Help Mess Myself Name Slow Soul Voice

My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.

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