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She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

Nikita Gill

I wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
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Darkness Hands Night See Tender
I used to only pick up a pen for myself but now I pick one up for you too. Is there such a thing as an unselfish love poem? I don’t know, but I’m trying.
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Love Myself Poem Poet Selfish Try Writing
It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
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Grow Up Parents Suddenly Yourself
All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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Chaos Known Mortal Order
I hope you summon your courage and you invite your demons to tea, and you learn to listen to all their stories.
NIKITA GILL

Courage Hope Invitation Listening Myself Story
What do you do when you see a love so pure, so completely unwavering other than bow to it?
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Bow Complete Love Pure See
That growth is simply learning how to suffer, gracefully, elegantly constantly moving and travelling without letting your pain tear you apart.
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Elegant Growth Pain Simplicity Tears Yourself
Remember, there are beginnings in endings, through destruction there comes life.
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Beginning Destruction End Life Yourself
I don’t know how to love people well yet. But I know I can love you the way you deserve, if you let me.
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Deserve Known Love Myself People
A mess of beautiful contradictions make her whole, she wears fire for skin but a storm lives in her soul.
NIKITA GILL

Beautiful Contradiction Live Soul Storm
There is an old saying that when you meet your soulmate, your heart will not palpitate. Your body will not grow hot. Instead, you will feel like suddenly, you understand everything, and the tranquility of a thousand moons will grow between you. That was how she felt when she saw him.
NIKITA GILL

Feeling Growth Heart Herself Himself Hot Love Moon Old Tranquility
You are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.
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Body Collection Dangerous Gold Hands Heart Myself Sing
There is a spell for almost anything and if there’s not a spell, there is at least a poem.
NIKITA GILL

Literature Poem Spell
All the darkness of the night is no match for a single candle that refuses to die out.
NIKITA GILL

Candle Darkness Death Inspirational Match Night
And often when she finds herself missing him, missing the good moments with him, she whispers to herself, ‘The absence of you has taught me how to love myself. So thank you, my darling, my dearest.
NIKITA GILL

Break Up Finding Himself Missing Self Love Toxic Whisper
Our stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.
NIKITA GILL

Beginning End Man Trust

She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

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