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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.

Nikita Gill

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
So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
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Hate Known Sing Yourself
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
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
What I have spent in mourning is the price I have paid for my healing.
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Healing Mourning Myself Pay Price
We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are.
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Abandonment Acceptance True
Remind ourselves that grief may feel longer and more poignant than happiness but it still has an ending.
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End Feeling Grief Happiness Reminder
A wound left unhealed is bound to open again. That’s just what being human is.
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Healing Human Open Wound
Everyone you love is slowly dying and if you choose not to love them right they will die without knowing.
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Choice Death Known Love Yourself
People talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
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Angry Destruction Love Patience People Talk
Listen to me girl, you have castles inside your bones, coronets in your heart, if he threatens you with a battle, you raise him a whole war, the last time I checked, queens cover before no man.
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Castle Coward Empowerment Heart Listening Man Queen War Yourself
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
You are not an open wound, they just want you to think you are.
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Open Thinking Wound Yourself
Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.
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Heart Broken Kind Poetry Run Save Wolf
It makes them feel a little free, to kiss something dangerous on the mouth.
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Dangerous Feeling Freedom Kissing Mouth
People are going to betray you the way Judas betrayed Jesus, the way Brutus betrayed Caesar, and you will love them anyway.
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Betrayal Love People Willing 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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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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