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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.

Renee Stone

I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
Let go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
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Let Go Lying Sweet Truth
And so, my ‘What if’s’ became ‘What’s next?’
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Inspirational Mindset Myself Perspective
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
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
Imagine the unknown of what the beings around you cover up and struggle with everyday.
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Day Imagination Struggle Unknown
My words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
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Growth Myself Passage Time Word
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
We walk in circles, never knowing when to end the cycle our hearts put us in.
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Circle Heart Ourselves Walk
People struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
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People Sink Spill Struggle Word Yourself
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
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
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
Flowers crown her with thorns, keeping her mind entrapped in a garden of lies – guarding her mind.
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Crown Flower Garden Guard Lying Mindset
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

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 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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