You are chaos in my heart – clogging up my arteries. I can’t move on or bring in more love than what was at the start
RENEE STONEThere is a warmth that fills the soul when the sun’s rays tend to your skin from up above.
More Renee Stone Quotes
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When you and the world are out of breath, take the steps to ensure your own needs are met. By the moment you know someone can’t on their own, you’ll hopefully be ready to help.
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I hide myself in the galaxies of my creations – unsure of who I am beyond that.
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I want to tell them how tired I am because I don’t think it shows. But maybe it’s the same for them – all strangers to the weight each of us carries. So alone, we carry these loads.
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Tell me I’m sun-kissed, but you burn my skin. And you already told me, I was paper thin.
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Reading has always been my sweetest escape, but I write to convey that which I want to escape or what scares me to say, even if it’s something positive.
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I escaped the voice of darkness that was as pervasive as the silence that has come to replace all the words you had misplaced.
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They hit like waves, the memories of those old summer days. Memories you’d have thought to erase, but they crash ashore without haste.
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My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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Here you are, another heartache to guard under my wings as I wait wondering when it’ll be time for me to fly.
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To be understood and accepted could change so many lives.
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The free for all of love – these tiny acts within our capability. In turn, reciprocation is of no concern. We just want people to listen and learn that love is granted to all.
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I carry on knowing that when I deteriorate, my body will be a museum of all I can do and all that hindered me.
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They tell me summer is coming, and soon we’ll be dancing on the shore. Waiting for the moonlight to light me up amongst the starlight.
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People struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
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Staring into the abyss full of art – hoping for the return of a glimmer or a spark.
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