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I wonder why I’m so empathetic, why people perceive me to be so kind. I don’t want my heart to burn when there’s no one burning mine.

Renee Stone

I’m writing on a blank page full of chances and hope.
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Chance Hope Myself Page Writing
I bear the fruits of your memory in the expression of my art for that is what you gave to the world.
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Art Expression Fruit Memories World Yourself
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
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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Alone Carry Myself Stranger Thinking Tired Weight
When the silence fades and now sounds begin to bloom, I will grow to feel calm again. Healthily this time.
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Beginning Bloom Fade Myself Silence Sound
My words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
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Growth Myself Passage Time Word
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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Face Happiness Morning Myself Rate Smile Wake Up
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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Community Growth History Learning Myself People Support
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
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
We walk in circles, never knowing when to end the cycle our hearts put us in.
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Circle Heart Ourselves Walk
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 felt vulnerable to have people know my weaknesses, but there is so much strength from going back to the start and re-determining who you are.
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Determination Feeling People Strength Vulnerable Yourself
To the songs you haven’t heard from me. To the pains you haven’t felt for me.
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Feeling Myself Pain Song Yourself
The thought of you having to try hurts because it feels like you should have known to let me go before you grabbed ahold.
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Hurt Let Go Thinking Try Yourself
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

I wonder why I’m so empathetic, why people perceive me to be so kind. I don’t want my heart to burn when there’s no one burning mine.

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