A shadow is just a shadow until it starts to scare you.
NIKITA GILLWhy 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.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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People talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
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I am so hungry for someone to love me.
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I will not give up the flowers in my heart for stones just because the world is a hard place. The world is only hard because it needs more flower hearted people.
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I am so afraid of disappointing the people I love, I often forget that I am someone I love too. And I need kindness just as much as I believe the people I love do.
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Listen to me girl, you have castles inside your bones, coronets in your heart, if he threatens you with a battle, you raise him a whole war, the last time I checked, queens cover before no man.
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I’d like to think our love does return to us reincarnated in different human forms. That people might be temporary, but love is permanent and it just changes form.
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A war is still a war even if it is inside your head, did you know this?
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These are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
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To my inner child, I promise I am trying my best to heal from everything that hurt you. I promise I am trying to become the person you need me to be so we can both be whole.
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But I was brutal and violent in a way they tell women not to be.
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She is unpredictable, and unpredictable is another word for ‘threat’ when a woman wears it well.
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And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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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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We remember that family is not just those of blood. But also those we choose to love.
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All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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