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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.

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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.
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Burn Empathy Heart Nature Oneself People Wonder
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
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
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
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
To be understood is to be on part of the path to inclusivity.
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Journey Path Spirituality Understand
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
I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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Promise Sadness Song Verse Writing
We’re so distant, words can’t save us.
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Distance Ourselves Save Word
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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Fly Guard Heart Broken Myself Time Wondering
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
Somewhere the silence resonates, the clutter clears, and you’re set to start again.
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Patience Resonate Silence Start Yourself
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
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
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

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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