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When rules don’t make sense, ask questions, break barriers, rise above it all.

Jessica Wilde

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
Today, cold seeps from my insides out, the frigid rain warm on my skin.
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Cold Myself Rain Skin Warm
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
Underneath the stars, the weight of living dissolves – releases, breathes, be.
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Breathe Dissolve Live Release Stars Weight
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
Your laughter sounds like a galactic symphony, your eyes shine magic like Saturn’s rings, and your golden hair flares like the sun. I smile as I rock the universe to sleep and sing of stars that twinkle deep within your dreams.
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Dreams Laughter Magic Myself Shine Sound Stars Symphony Universe
Fireside and free, tangled up in curiosity, dripping in holy honesty, drawing in pure ecstasy, exploring possibilities – a cabin in the woods.
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Curiosity Explore Freedom Honesty Possible Wood
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
What do you do, when all the loves you’ve ever known have only been paper moons?
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Love Moon Paper Yourself
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 learned all about love from people that didn’t know how to love me.
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Learning Love Myself People
Wouldn’t it be enchanting if pixie dust and fairy wings could fix all our broken dreams?
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Break Dreams Enchant Ourselves Wings
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
Lost journals are steps back home, like the mending of broken bones, like scars that act as patches to my soul, like the measurement marks on my mother’s wall that show just how much I’ve grown.
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Growth Home Journal Lost Mark Measurement Mom Myself Scars Wall
You were refreshing. Your idea of love infused me with hope and joy.
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Happiness Hope Idea Love Refresh Yourself
When rules don’t make sense, ask questions, break barriers, rise above it all.
JESSICA WILDE

Break Question Rise Rule

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