My words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
RENEE STONEI can’t take it all in or else I’ll grow cold when the heat already escapes my fingers and toes.
More Renee Stone Quotes
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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 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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It’s really hard to grow up wanting to provide people with resources and support and realizing that while I can and will do that – I also need more than I thought I would.
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I don’t think anyone really gets my attachment to the little things. They call it insignificant and say that it is what it is. I think it all adds up to what we stand for. The little things add up to something meaningful and so does the complacency.
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I still have a scar from the time someone said, ‘Sometimes love isn’t enough.’
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I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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When the silence fades and now sounds begin to bloom, I will grow to feel calm again. Healthily this time.
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I can’t take it all in or else I’ll grow cold when the heat already escapes my fingers and toes.
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Imagine the unknown of what the beings around you cover up and struggle with everyday.
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People struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
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I hide myself in the galaxies of my creations – unsure of who I am beyond that.
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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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I grew up learning history about communities that would support their people (the idea that it takes a village), but all I see are so many people left on their own.
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I was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
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I’m writing on a blank page full of chances and hope.
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