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Renee Stone

Body and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.
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Body Heart Mind Myself Separate Writing
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
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
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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Capacity Concern Freedom Learn Listen Love People
It takes less for me to be impacted, for my state of being to worsen.
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Impact Myself State Worse
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 still have a scar from the time someone said, ‘Sometimes love isn’t enough.’
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Enough Love Myself Scar Time
I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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Promise Sadness Song Verse Writing
Let go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
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Let Go Lying Sweet Truth
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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Attachment Call Meaning Myself Stand Thinking
Why is it that you have more practice describing weaknesses than strengths? It’s not your fault they never went to the lengths to teach you how to value your strengths.
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Description Practice Strength Teaching Value Weakness 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
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
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
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
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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Body Carry Death Museum Myself

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