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.
NIKITA GILLYou see, there can be no life without death.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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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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We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are.
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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.
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She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.
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The greatest wish I have ever had is to create with words, what wizards cannot and what magic never has.
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Ghosts of the person you used to be are so proud of who you are, they live on inside you applauding you for living on despite your scars.
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Remind ourselves that grief may feel longer and more poignant than happiness but it still has an ending.
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As leaves cover the forest floor in a carpet of vibrant rusts, orange and gold, autumn proves that sometimes death too can be a beautiful thing.
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What I have spent in mourning is the price I have paid for my healing.
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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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Sometimes all it takes to help someone survive anything brutal are those six words: ‘None of it was your fault.
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Did the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
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You have never forgotten how home was more than just a language you grew inside your mouth before you said it in a way your tongue bled.
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Forgive her for how her agony reveals itself, child. This is how blood magic works. Unconditional never meant perfect anyway.
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Lies are often truth-shaped. They’re only containers you must turn inside out and shake till the truth tumbles out, wide eyed and confused, blinking in a light it never thought it would see.
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