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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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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
We remember that family is not just those of blood. But also those we choose to love.
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Blood Choice Family Love Remember
Even the day must let go of the sun and allow the light to disappear, so the darkness can live for a while. The only way out of grief is through it.
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Day Grief Let Go Sun Yourself
That growth is simply learning how to suffer, gracefully, elegantly constantly moving and travelling without letting your pain tear you apart.
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Elegant Growth Pain Simplicity Tears Yourself
Not all girls are made of sugar and spice and all things nice. Some are made of witchcraft and wolf and a little bit of vice.
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Girl Instagram Captions Vice Witch Wolf
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
All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.
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Childhood Hero Myself Page
Only the brave and the broken are kind in this world.
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Brave Break Deep Kind World
Remember, there are beginnings in endings, through destruction there comes life.
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Beginning Destruction End Life Yourself
You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Bye Death Yourself
I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.
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Finding Hope Known Love Relationship Sad Yourself
I wonder how I have carried so many regrets without even realising they were there.
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Carry Myself Realize Regret
It’s how I learn there are a multitude of ways to say I love you. For so many you don’t have to use words at all.
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Learning Myself Way Word
If we had no fears to master, how else would we grow?
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Fears Growth Inspirational Perspective
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.
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Almost Feeling Missing Name Person Time Yourself
You are permitted to be cruel sometimes, and you are allowed to fall apart, and feel every emotion they tell you not to feel.
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Cruelty Emotion Feeling Time Yourself

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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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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