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Our stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.

Nikita Gill

In a cave where everything is fragranced with water, she asks for a daughter instead of praying for a son.
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Born Cave Daughter Herself Prayer Time Water
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
What a perfect collision of star it was that came together at just the right moment at just the right time to build the incredible thing that is you.
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Collision Moments Perfection Right Yourself
As leaves cover the forest floor in a carpet of vibrant rusts, orange and gold, autumn proves that sometimes death too can be a beautiful thing.
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Autumn Beautiful Death Floor Forest Leave
You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Bye Death Yourself
Sometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.
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Almost Feeling Missing Time Tired Yourself
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.
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Feeling Growth Heart Herself Himself Hot Love Moon Old Tranquility
To heal you must forgive your heart, your skin, your body, all of their mistakes.
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Body Forgiveness Healing Mistake Yourself
Every love does not have to be made of desire. Some loves are kept for the people who stand by you through everything. Some soulmates are sisters not lovers. Some loves are for those who give you hope. And some for the strength, for wisdom, for dreams.
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Desire Dreams Hard Time Love People Stand Strength Wisdom
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
These are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
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Savage Storm Tame Terrible Woman
Only the brave and the broken are kind in this world.
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Brave Break Deep Kind World
The loneliest thing you can ever do is take very instance where you should grow and waste it by only thinking how could this happen to you?
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Growth Lonely Thinking Wasted Time Yourself
Everyone you love is slowly dying and if you choose not to love them right they will die without knowing.
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Choice Death Known Love Yourself
The greatest wish I have ever had is to create with words, what wizards cannot and what magic never has.
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Desire Greatness Magic Myself Word
You must understand: they fear you. There is nothing scarier in their minds than a girl who knows the power of her flames.
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Fear Flame Inspirational Known Mindset Power Scare Understand Woman

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