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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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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
And she needs no prince or knight to save her, because her might is enough to tame dragons.
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Dragon Inspirational Need Prince Save Tame
You are half fairytale, half girl.
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Fairytale Girl Instagram Captions One Liner Yourself
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
When I was a little girl, I had a friend and sometimes I wondered if he was born on the day the Titanic sank.
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Born Day Friendship Myself Wonder
These are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
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Savage Storm Tame Terrible Woman
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
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
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
She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she shines.
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Alone Brilliant Herself Shine
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
The world is not allowed to make a meal of you, girl. It is there for your consuming.
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Allow Consume World Yourself
Does a heart that is rotted cease to be called a heart?
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Break Call Hard Time Heart
Knowledge after all is a dark art.
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Art Darkness Knowledge One Liner
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
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

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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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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