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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.

Renee Stone

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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Darkness Escape Silence Voice Word Yourself
Staring into the abyss full of art – hoping for the return of a glimmer or a spark.
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Art Full Hope Return Spark Staring
And so, my ‘What if’s’ became ‘What’s next?’
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Inspirational Mindset Myself Perspective
I hide myself in the galaxies of my creations – unsure of who I am beyond that.
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Beyond Creation Deep Hide Myself Poet Writing
Healing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
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Healing Let Go Move On Yourself
Let go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
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Let Go Lying Sweet Truth
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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Escape Myself Positive Reading Scare Sweet Writing
I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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Promise Sadness Song Verse Writing
My words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
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Growth Myself Passage Time Word
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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Day Erase Hit Memories Old Summer Thinking Wave
When you write me into your story, don’t set my end in stone. Feel free to let me go. I’d like to join your story, but remember I have my own.
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End Join Myself Stone Story Writing
It takes less for me to be impacted, for my state of being to worsen.
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Impact Myself State Worse
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
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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Growth Hard Myself Need People Realize Thinking
Tell me I’m sun-kissed, but you burn my skin. And you already told me, I was paper thin.
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Burn Myself Paper Skin Sun
My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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Body Bone Memory Muscle Myself

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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