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.
RENEE STONELet go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
More Renee Stone Quotes
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People struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
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I search for comedy scripts, I watch happy shows, In hopes that laughter will be the remedy I end my day with.
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Let go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
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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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I try to build myself a bridge to cross every time I start to ruminate on my thoughts.
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I can assure you that I don’t wake up every day with a smile upon my face, and the distance from happiness in the morning isn’t set at a constant rate.
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There is a warmth that fills the soul when the sun’s rays tend to your skin from up above.
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I spill words among pages so that I can’t say my thoughts are stuck in cages. Can’t say I didn’t let it out when I can say for sure I wrote it down.
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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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It takes less for me to be impacted, for my state of being to worsen.
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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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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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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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Healing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
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My words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
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