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There is a spell for almost anything and if there’s not a spell, there is at least a poem.

Nikita Gill

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
Some people survive and talk about it. Some people survive and go silent. Some people survive and create. Everyone deals with unimaginable pain in their own way, and everyone is entitled to that, without judgment.
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Creation Imagination Judgement People Survival Talk
And I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
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Home Love Moon Return
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 Hide Need Soul Wolf World Yourself
I lost a God once.
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God Lost Myself
We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are.
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Abandonment Acceptance True
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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Lover Poem Poet Self Love Story Yourself
I had hoped one day to find someone who loves my monsters, the wolves that I feed, the demons I sing to sleep, the tiger that is my caged heart, the parts of me I do not talk about. I prayed and wished and yearned until I realized that I had already found her within me.
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Day Finding Herself Hope Myself Prayer Realize Sing Sleep Talk
And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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Beautiful Break Creation Light Mirror Pattern
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
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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Angry Destruction Love Patience People Talk
Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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Blood Burn Live Memories Soft
Some people will always taste like fire and leave the ones that love them tasting like ash.
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Fire Oneself People Taste
It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
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Grow Up Parents Suddenly Yourself
How your voice tremors when you speak of loneliness.
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Alone Loneliness Speak Voice Yourself
Womanhood is rich with unlearning. How to unlearn the way you hate your body.
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Hate Learning Self Love Way Woman Yourself

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