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Whiskey lips and sunset trips to places we always spoke of, wind in hair we had no care for what tomorrow was made of.

Sophie Alia

The trauma, lies and pain, you chose to forget, are the ingredients for the greatest triumphs yet.
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Lie Pain Strength Trauma Triumph Win
The moon felt brighter, I smelt flowers as if they bloomed in winter and felt the sun bless my skin in darkness. My mind was healing and i could feel again.
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Bless Bright Feeling Flower Healing Moon Sun
You were the flame that ignited in the presence of my air, But that didn’t mean our fire wouldn’t starve in the cold of our reality.
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Cold Fire Flame Presence Reality Yourself
Why not accept your beautiful mess? and care a little less?
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Acceptance Beautiful Care Less Mess Self Love
Even when your tears have soaked through the last pages of your book, the sun will dry them and illuminate every word of your story.
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Book Healing Illuminate Page Story Sun Tears
I pined for the whole of you, but all I ever got was half. I waited and gave you twice of me-yet still it wasn’t enough.
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Enough Relationship Wait Yourself
You lit a flame in me that could start wildfires.
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Flame Lit Wild Yourself
And for the first time, I saw you as you- ordinary, powerless and ugly.
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End Ordinary Power Relationship Ugly
Undo the buttons that close the fabric of my heart, with care. Its fragile fibres have been ripped out too many times to bear.
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Fragile Heart Hurt Love Pain Ripped
The silence was broken with the music of your pain, but with every note i could see a part of you healing.
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Break Healing Music Pain Silence
In places where everyone is beautiful, i am tempted to toy with my ugly.
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Beautiful Place Toy Ugly
We have to be strong, for the ones that came before us, and the ones who are yet to come.
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Come People Strength
Your air fuels the last of my burning embers, for one final fire.
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Break Up Ember End Final Fire Yourself
Whiskey lips and sunset trips to places we always spoke of, wind in hair we had no care for what tomorrow was made of.
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Care Life Love Place Relationship Sunset Whiskey
I started to see shadows everywhere the light fell, I guess i hoped one of them would be yours waiting to share the light with me.
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Light Love Shadow Yourself
So we danced in the rain and woke to the haze of a sunrise painted in honey.
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Honey Love Rain Relationship Sun Sunrise
I am more than this skin I am in, And once you see that, we all win.
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Deep Skin Win Yourself
One defeat does not define you.
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Defeat Define Inspirational
So keep rowing against the current, no one ever made an epic voyage through smooth sailing.
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Courage Inspirational Motivational Strength Willing
Flowers grew where her feet followed and trees bowed above her head, but in her garden there were secrets beneath that soil, she could not forget.
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Flower Life Nature Secret Yourself
I don’t believe in soulmates. I believe that life pulls you towards people who blend, with different shades of you, as you evolve.
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Believe Evolve Life People Soulmate
In the end, I closed our book and never dared to read it again.
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Again Book Break Up Dare Ending
Free spirit, The world is yours.
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Free Life One Liner World
I freed my mind from the weight of this world and found peace in lighter places.
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Free Mind Peace World
Never be afraid to quench your own thirst, sing your own song or put yourself first.
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Afraid Self Love Song Thirst Yourself
So be bold, run free and live like poetry.
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Bold Free Life Poetry
But it is certain that one day, The soil beneath your feet will be richer, will be home.
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Certain Home Nature Rich

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