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The bird building her home on your windowsill has every nest destroyed before. The spider that is delicately weaving a masterpiece has had every single thread broken before. And despite it all, they try again.

Nikita Gill

All the darkness of the night is no match for a single candle that refuses to die out.
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Candle Darkness Death Inspirational Match Night
Sometimes all it takes to help someone survive anything brutal are those six words: ‘None of it was your fault.
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Brutal Mistake Survive Time Yourself
People aren’t born sad; we make them that way.
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Born People Sadness
How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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Break Up See Soul Stranger Yourself
Teach your daughters their battle cries are needed far more than their silence and hear them deafen the world with their fearlessness.
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Daughter Fear Teaching World
And they didn’t spend years painting your soul into masterpiece-like existence for you to waste it on someone who doesn’t appreciate you.
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Appreciation Existence Painting Soul Yourself
Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated.
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Complication Healing Messy Survival Ugly
All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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Chaos Known Mortal Order
But I am both nightmare and sin.
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Nature Nightmare Sin
But the universe never promised you this would be easy. After all, you are the hero here.
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Easy Hero Promise Universe Yourself
Some loves come with an expiration date, like all things that are perishable this kind of loves rot.
NIKITA GILL

Date Kind Love Rot
The bird building her home on your windowsill has every nest destroyed before. The spider that is delicately weaving a masterpiece has had every single thread broken before. And despite it all, they try again.
NIKITA GILL

Bird Building Dedication Delicate Destroy Determination Hard Work Home Inspirational Motivational
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
You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
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Break Damage Stars Yourself
All children are born equally innocent, but all children are not born equally loved.
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Born Children Equality Innocent Love Yourself
Knowledge after all is a dark art, full to the brim with liberty, a trembling, malleable power.
NIKITA GILL

Art Darkness Knowledge Liberty Power

The bird building her home on your windowsill has every nest destroyed before. The spider that is delicately weaving a masterpiece has had every single thread broken before. And despite it all, they try again.

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