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She stopped letting him clip her wings, and slowly made her way towards the sun.

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You don’t know what you don’t want, until you know better. Give yourself some grace.
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Better Grace Yourself
I found him in all the chaos, and that was when my world started making sense again.
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Chaos Myself Start World
I hope hearing my name makes you break. Not all at once, but little by little.
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Break Myself Name Yourself
And just like the leaves in the fall, she fell, too. And it changed her. And it was wonderful.
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Change Fall Leaves Wonderful
I knew he could be my North Star when he made me feel something after being numb for so long.
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Feeling Love Myself Relationship Star
She decided to name the stars. And as each one fell from the sky, her body got warmer. Her heart opened.
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Body Decision Heart Herself Name Sky Stars Warmth
Misery only ever lingers on those who choose not to see the beauty in anyone, other than themselves.
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Beautiful Choice Misery See
Mark my words. Memories of me will haunt you when you sleep at night. No one forgets a love like mine.
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Forget Love Memories Myself Night Sleep Word
Because next to you, I can see new life bloom. And by your side, I can feel both our worlds collide.
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Feeling Growth Life Love Myself Relationship Romantic See Togetherness World Yourself
If only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.
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Appearance Himself Love Myself Poetry Romance
She brought the kind of light that was similar to the sun right after it rains.
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Herself Kind Light Rain Right Sun
I’m afraid to let lightening strike me, but I think you and I could be the perfect storm.
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Afraid Light Myself Perfection Storm Strike Thinking
He was fire that crippled my bones. And you were the one who showed up out of nowhere, and carried me home.
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Bone Carry Fire Home Myself
Jump. See whose at the bottom when you land on your feet.
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Company Friendship Hard Time See Struggle Yourself
Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.
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Beautiful Myself Poetry World
And some days, all she needs is to lay beneath the crescent moon and let the earth hold her.
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Day Earth Herself Hold Moon Need

She stopped letting him clip her wings, and slowly made her way towards the sun.

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She stopped letting him clip her wings, and slowly made her way towards the sun.

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