Tag: Self love
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Beauty Without Proof
October 2, 2026 He tells her she’s gorgeous, he tells her she’s rare,Like somehow those words prove how deeply he cares.But compliments sting in a strange kind of wayWhen the person who gives them still turns her away. He says that she’s beautiful, swears that it’s true,But she struggles to see what he claims that…
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When silence becomes a weapon
September 23, 2026 I hate that a moment can still ruin my day,That one little glance can pull peace away.I hate that I notice the places you stand,The smiles you give, the moves of your hand. I know things are different. I’m starting to heal.But knowing a thing doesn’t change how I feel.Because once I…
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The First Step
Morning arrived quietly. The storm had spent itselfsometime before dawn,leaving only the slow rhythmof water slippingfrom leaf to leaf. She opened her eyesbeneath the old treethat had carried her safelythrough the longest night. For a while,she simply listened. The wind no longer howled.The thunder had wandered elsewhere.Even the birds,once frightened into silence,had begun again. She…
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The Storm Between the Trees
August 3, 2026 The woman wandered fartherthan she had ever dared before. The familiar brookhad long since disappeared,its gentle song swallowedby towering pinesthat stood like silent guardiansbeneath a darkening sky. She searched for the pathshe thought she had known,but every traillooked like the last. Then came the wind.Soft at first.A whisper through the branches.Then stronger.Until…
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If I were gone
July 23, 2026 I do not mean the kind of gonewhere flowers gather in the rain,or names are carved in weathered stoneto whisper softly of our pain. I mean the quieter kind of gone,where footsteps simply cease to fall,where no one turns to call my namebecause I wasn’t there at all. No shadow stretching in…
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When Love Made Her Brave
She folded herself into corners,quiet as dust drifting through sunbeams. The world barely noticed she existed,and her voice was never loud enoughto rise above the scattered chatterof crowded rooms. She believed her presence left little morethan a footprint in wet sand,destined to be erasedby the tide’s inevitable return. Her dreams traveled as whispers,carried on summer…
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The Devil Reached Her
She was not taken in some violent moment.No thunder split the heavens.No crimson omen bled across the sky. She disappeared quietly-through the aching hunger to be chosenby hands that only ever reached halfway.Through accepting confusionbecause even confusion felt warmerthan the loneliness echoing through her hollowed ribs. She opened her heart freely,pouring herself into thosewho drank…
