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Here you are, another heartache to guard under my wings as I wait wondering when it’ll be time for me to fly.

Renee Stone

Let go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
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Let Go Lying Sweet Truth
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
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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Burn Empathy Heart Nature Oneself People Wonder
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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Dance Light Moon Myself Stars Summer
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.
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Breath Help Hope Need World Yourself
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
We’re so distant, words can’t save us.
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Distance Ourselves Save Word
My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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Body Bone Memory Muscle Myself
We walk in circles, never knowing when to end the cycle our hearts put us in.
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Circle Heart Ourselves Walk
I was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
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Alone From Lonely Love Myself Yourself
And I saw forever in your eyes ’til the sunset started to dim your light. You told me you’d always hold me tight, but your warmth faded with the bright.
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Bright Eyes Forever Hold Light Myself Start Warm
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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Cold Escape Fingers Growth Myself Toes
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
People struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
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People Sink Spill Struggle Word Yourself
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
I lost touch with the world around me – gone unnoticed by that which surrounds me, but I must find the presence of that which grounds me if I am to once again grasp onto everything I lost touch with.
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Lost Myself Notice Presence Surround Touch World

Here you are, another heartache to guard under my wings as I wait wondering when it’ll be time for me to fly.

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