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Even with the antidepressants, the grief seeped through the dangerous cracks in the scaffolding holding me up.

Nikita Gill

My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?
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Appreciation Beginning Bone Girl Love Man Possible Praise Realize Relationship Value Woman Yourself
I am so hungry for someone to love me.
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Hungry Love Myself
There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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Angry Difference Heart Holy Ourselves Pure
I am trying to stop being the ashes that you left behind.
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Break Up Myself Stop Try Yourself
Girlhood is confronting the parts of you that you think are too dark for anyone to love.
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Darkness Girl Love Thinking
She didn’t just wait for someone to come and rescue her from her discontent and strife, instead she took matters into her own hands and empowered her own future, her own life.
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Empowerment Hands Herself Life Rescue
Love someone who is kinder to you than you are to yourself.
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Kind Love Yourself
All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.
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Childhood Hero Myself Page
But I was brutal and violent in a way they tell women not to be.
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Brutal Myself Violence Way Woman
I lost a God once.
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God Lost Myself
Nothing makes her want to be less adventurous or give up her eternal search for something to quench her wanderlust.
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Adventure Give Up Herself Search
Tell them all what they tried to kill came back. Tell them all that I have come home.
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Death Home Inspirational Kill Myself Power Return
Stop looking for people who only want your beauty and turn away your chaos and darkness.
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Beautiful Chaos Darkness People Stop Yourself
You see, there can be no life without death.
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Death Life See Yourself
I know how to handle noise better than I can handle silence.
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Better Known Myself Noise Silence
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

Even with the antidepressants, the grief seeped through the dangerous cracks in the scaffolding holding me up.

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