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You are not an open wound, they just want you to think you are.

Nikita Gill

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
Survival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated. It is your hardest days as much as your best days that help you grow. All of this is part of being human.
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Complication Growth Healing Human Survival Ugly
The truth is, any hardship is bearable if you have someone to share it.
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Hard Time Share Togetherness Truth
Some loves come with an expiration date, like all things that are perishable this kind of loves rot.
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Date Kind Love Rot
What if I told you your damage doesn’t define you and the way you survive is no one’s damned business?
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Business Damage Define Inspirational Motivational Myself Survive Yourself
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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Flower Give Up Heart Need People World
There is a lightening in our bones and wildfire in our spirits and we will find a way despite it all to survive and thrive.
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Bone Despite Finding Lightening Ourselves Survive Thrive Way
You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Bye Death Yourself
You have to choose between freedom and comfort. You choose freedom. Of course you choose freedom.
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Choice Comfortable Freedom Yourself
So when they ask you what you weigh, you don’t need to look down at any scale. Instead, simply tell them the truth; tell them how you weigh whole universes and storms and scars and stories, too.
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Scale Scars Simplicity Storm Universe Weight Yourself
Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours. Infuse modern love with the hues of older romance. An agency that offers something real in a world that was increasingly becoming plastic.
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Flaw Love Old Perfection Plastic Romance Well Work
Does a heart that is rotted cease to be called a heart?
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Break Call Hard Time Heart
When I held her, I held her gently so that she always knew she could fly away and I would never harm her or clip her wings.
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Fly Harm Herself Hold
A war is still a war even if it is inside your head, did you know this?
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Known Mental War Yourself
There are graveyards inside you made of people that made you ache, made of memories that you barely survived made of trauma and heartbreak. These graveyards need to become gardens where you plant flowers that blossom, for you to let go.
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Flower Garden Graveyard Heart Broken Let Go Need Plant Trauma Yourself
You can strive to be perfect. Or you can strive to be art.
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Art Instagram Captions Perfection Strive

You are not an open wound, they just want you to think you are.

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