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If there ever was a time not to be fragile, this is it.

T.L. Martin

Not everyone knows what to do when they come across a snowflake in the desert.
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Desert Snow Unknown
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
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Darkness End Night Rise Sun
Today, I painted with blood.
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Art Blood Myself One Liner Paint
Submissive, sure, but someone who wants it all the same.
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Routine Submissive
God, can he see what he’s doing to me.
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God Himself Myself See
Maybe she’d try to understand that the dark images muddled my brain until it hurt, until I had no choice but to let them out.
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Darkness Hurt Image Myself Try Understand
I’m a bird trapped in a self-made cage.
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Bird Myself Prison Trap
You understand what I’m telling you, Tommy? You have a light inside you, and the only person who gets to decide whether that light shines or not is you.
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Decision Light Person Shine Talk Understand Yourself
We both know you won’t touch her. You’re going to force her to be deprived just because you are.
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Force Touch Yourself
Embrace the glorious mess that you are.
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Embrace Glory Mess Self Love Yourself
Hatred’s the fuel that keeps me alive.
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Alive Hate Myself
The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.
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Monster Oneself Ourselves Scare Soul
He doesn’t look at me like he’s owed anything. He looks at me like I’ve already given him everything.
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Himself Love Myself Relationship Sight
Come to me in pieces and exist inside me whole.
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Existence Myself Pieces
You will eventually lose control, and when you do – when you lose every last shred of it until you can’t see red from black, right from wrong – I will be here. Ready to back you up, the way you should be doing for me.
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Control Lose Ready See Wrong Yourself
Maybe I’ve dragged myself through the mud since then, but even mud hardens beneath your shoes. I must be standing on a mountain of it by now. And no one can touch me from way the hell up here.
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Hard Hell Myself Stand Touch

If there ever was a time not to be fragile, this is it.

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