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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.

Renee Stone

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
Imagine the unknown of what the beings around you cover up and struggle with everyday.
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Day Imagination Struggle Unknown
Healing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
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Healing Let Go Move On Yourself
To be understood is to be on part of the path to inclusivity.
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Journey Path Spirituality Understand
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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Darkness Escape Silence Voice Word Yourself
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
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 overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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Promise Sadness Song Verse 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
And so, my ‘What if’s’ became ‘What’s next?’
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Inspirational Mindset Myself Perspective
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
I still have a scar from the time someone said, ‘Sometimes love isn’t enough.’
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Enough Love Myself Scar Time
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
My words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
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Growth Myself Passage Time Word
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 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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Myself Thinking Word Writing

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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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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