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Why be a half-finished poem in some forgotten poet’s story, when one can be an odyssey in and of herself, part magic, part villain, part Goddess, part lover.

Nikita Gill

A war is still a war even if it is inside your head, did you know this?
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Known Mental War Yourself
You need not fear the wolves you hide in your soul. They were made not to hurt you, but to protect you against this world.
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Fear Hurt Protection Wolf World Yourself
In human beings, a black hole is spending your energy loving someone who takes all of your love and gives back nothing in return.
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Energy Hole Love Return Yourself
You see, there can be no life without death.
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Death Life See Yourself
There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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Angry Difference Heart Holy Ourselves Pure
That sadness that you do not speak of, that haunts you in the ache of midnight. Give it to me, I want to heal that.
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Healing Heart Broken Hide Love Myself Sadness Talk Yourself
There are three versions of you. The one that smiles and laughs with others, the one that hides and cries alone, and the one that has the ability to achieve greatness.
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Ability Achievement Greatness Laughter Smile Version
Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.
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Beautiful Enough God Heart Hope Language
Those freckles make you seem like a galaxy of stars, just waiting to be explored and loved.
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Appearance Beautiful Constellation Explore Love Self Love
Take this as your reminder. Not all heroes wear capes. Some wear darkness, some wear wounds.
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Darkness Hard Time Reminder Scars Wound
No one told me love could be a God of both living and dying. That girls who love girls do not just drown, they also float.
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Death Drown Float God Live Love
A clever woman is more lethal than a freshly crafted magic wand, and that is why she is fear.
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Fear Herself Lethal Magic Woman
They kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
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Angry Myself Rage Refuse Surrender
The ghosts of all the women you used to be are all so proud of who you have become, storm child made of wild and flame.
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Flame Ghost Instagram Captions Proud Wild Woman
To my children, I will say, ‘Fill your skin with kindness and find solace in your solitude. It takes bravery to be kind. But to be brave you will need to know how to stand for something even if you are completely alone.’
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Alone Brave Children Courage Kindness Skin Solitude
Knowledge after all is a dark art.
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Art Darkness Knowledge One Liner

Why be a half-finished poem in some forgotten poet’s story, when one can be an odyssey in and of herself, part magic, part villain, part Goddess, part lover.

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Why be a half-finished poem in some forgotten poet’s story, when one can be an odyssey in and of herself, part magic, part villain, part Goddess, part lover.

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