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Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.

Nikita Gill

I had hoped one day to find someone who loves my monsters, the wolves that I feed, the demons I sing to sleep, the tiger that is my caged heart, the parts of me I do not talk about. I prayed and wished and yearned until I realized that I had already found her within me.
NIKITA GILL

Day Finding Herself Hope Myself Prayer Realize Sing Sleep Talk
If we had no fears to master, how else would we grow?
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Fears Growth Inspirational Perspective
The absence of abuse does not automatically equal a healthy relationship. The absence of trauma does not automatically equal joy.
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Absence Equality Healthy Joy Relationship Trauma
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
When I was a little girl, I had a friend and sometimes I wondered if he was born on the day the Titanic sank.
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Born Day Friendship Myself Wonder
The woman who tames fires and snakes and savours bones.
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Bone Eat Fire Power Tame Woman
Our stories don’t begin and end because men we once trusted have left them.
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Beginning End Man Trust
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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Autumn Beautiful Death Floor Forest Leave
Girls like her were born in a storm. They have lightning in their souls. Thunder in their hearts. And chaos in their bones.
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Bone Born Chaos Heart Lightening Soul Storm Thunder
People aren’t born sad; we make them that way.
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Born People Sadness
How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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Break Up See Soul Stranger Yourself
If a woman does not fit the shape of what you think a woman should, if a woman is not obedient, does not see things the way you do, if a woman is too independent to need anything more than herself, does she automatically become a threat filled with such terror to you?
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Obedience Shape Terror Threat Woman Yourself
Every love does not have to be made of desire. Some loves are kept for the people who stand by you through everything. Some soulmates are sisters not lovers. Some loves are for those who give you hope. And some for the strength, for wisdom, for dreams.
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Desire Dreams Hard Time Love People Stand Strength Wisdom
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
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
They kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
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Angry Myself Rage Refuse Surrender

Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.

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