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I’ll admit I’m not perfect I’m like an angel fallen from grace. I’ve been a sinner and a saint.

Z. Elliott

I had shed my old skin so I could make room to grow into myself again.
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Growth Myself Old Room Self Love Skin
My body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.
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Body Language Mind Secret Speak Words
I wanted you to value my presence just enough to prevent my absence.
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Absence Myself Presence Prevent Value
Instead of pouring me the finest liquor, he filled my cup with false promises and sweet nothings.
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Cup Fake False Fine Himself Liquor Nothing Pour Promise Sweet
I’m not meant to be your midnight secret, I deserve to be loved in the daylight.
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Day Light Love Midnight Secret
Grief sits uncomfortably until it seeps under your skin, so you no longer feel weighed down by it but still feel its subtle presence.
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Feel Grief Long Presence Skin Subtle Uncomfortable Under
I never thought the victim would be me yet there I was paralyzed and struggling to set myself free. It took every fibre in my being to walk away and let it be.
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Being Fibre Free Let Go Myself Strength Struggle Thought Victim
I’ll admit I’m not perfect I’m like an angel fallen from grace. I’ve been a sinner and a saint.
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Admit Angel Grace Perfect Saint Sin Sinner
Instead of adding fuel to the fire I had to learn how to walk away from the flames.
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Fire Flame Fuel Learn Let Go
My body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.
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Body Language Mind Secret Speak Words
I don’t need a doctor or a shaman to tell me how I feel, only I have the power to heal. I can mend my wounds into scars as a reminder of where I’ve been and how far I’ve come.
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Doctor Far Feel Healing Mend Myself Power Reminder Scar Shaman Wound
After a while the eye candy I used to crave became bitter to taste.
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Bitter Candy Crave Eyes Taste
Rejection is a hard pill to swallow but as soon as you get past the lump in your throat you’ll be able to breathe again.
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Breathe Hard Lump Past Rejection Swallow Throat
I was an unfortunate bystander caught up in the winds of your destructive storms, destroyed to ruins with nothing left to spare but feeling of emptiness lingering through air.
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Air Destroy Destruction Empty Feel Linger Nothing Ruin Spare Storm Unfortunate Wind
Its the little things that make life worthwhile, like when he looks at me with that innocent smile.
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Happiness Himself Innocene Life Look Love Romance Smile Worth
There are so many beautiful parts of me but your eyes were too out of focus to notice.
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Beautiful Eyes Focus Myself Notice Part Yourself

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