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There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.

Nikita Gill

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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Blood Growth Home Language Yourself
Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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Blood Burn Live Memories Soft
Somedays I am more wolf than woman. And I am still learning how to stop apologizing for my wild.
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Apologize Learning Myself Self Love Wild Wolf Woman
And what if there are things inside you that are much too difficult to love and you wished you were someone else instead?
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Difficult Love Nature Yourself
How your voice tremors when you speak of loneliness.
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Alone Loneliness Speak Voice 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
And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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Beautiful Important Power
You have turned your heart into a museum of people you’ve loved to keep them alive inside you.
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Alive Heart Love Museum Yourself
If you think the value of a woman is only in the curve of her hips and the shape of her breasts, you do not understand how to read beneath her jagged lines, the sacred geometry that make up her glorious heart and her beautiful mind.
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Beautiful Glory Heart Sacred Thinking Understand Value Woman Yourself
Perhaps he should have paid attention to the snakes coiled inside me waiting to strike.
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Attention Inspirational Motivational Pay Snake Strike
Every time a man takes from a woman’s body without her permission, he is disrespecting the womb from which he was born, he is defiling the place that protected him when he was at his most defenseless.
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Born Defense Himself Man Place Time Woman
I lost a God once.
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God Lost Myself
Maybe magic ends with me and it will never cross your path, but I want you to remember that survival is an art. The world is falsehood so you rely on your smarts.
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Art Break Up End Magic Smart Survival Yourself
Learn it well. Wear your hair wild, embrace your anger and learn to wield it without fear as a sword against those who hurt you.
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Fear Hairs Hurt Learning Wild 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
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

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