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

Nikita Gill

Teach your daughters their battle cries are needed far more than their silence and hear them deafen the world with their fearlessness.
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Daughter Fear Teaching World
I know how to live with a blade and teach it not to make me bleed.
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Blood Known Live Teaching
To my inner child, I promise I am trying my best to heal from everything that hurt you. I promise I am trying to become the person you need me to be so we can both be whole.
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Best Child Healing Myself Person Trying Whole Yourself
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
There is a knowing in her, she hears them say, that makes her untamable. She has known since she was a child that she is observant in a way that makes them uncomfortable.
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Children Herself Known Observation Tame Uncomfortable
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
All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.
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Childhood Hero Myself Page
How your voice tremors when you speak of loneliness.
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Alone Loneliness Speak Voice Yourself
Sometimes all it takes to help someone survive anything brutal are those six words: ‘None of it was your fault.
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Brutal Mistake Survive Time Yourself
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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Fear Hide Need Soul Wolf World Yourself
All the darkness of the night is no match for a single candle that refuses to die out.
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Candle Darkness Death Inspirational Match Night
Become fluent in the language of letting go. Learn to give people up before they hurt you beyond repair.
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Beyond Children Fluent Hurt Language
Nothing will come of forcing yourself to compete your way out of trauma.
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Force Trauma Way Willing
There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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Angry Difference Heart Holy Ourselves Pure
Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.
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Blood Burn Live Memories Soft
And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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Beautiful Important Power

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

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