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A poem born from the part of me I keep locked away—
the quiet storm, the hidden bruise,
the shadow I learned to live with.
These lines aren&r..
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A reflective piece about identity, creativity, and survival—where writing, art, and quiet rituals become ways to breathe, heal, and slowly becom..
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A poem about girlhood, obedience, and the silent strength it takes to grow wings in a world that calls them rebellion.
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A poem about a girl who learned to smile through thunder—carrying wounds, silence, and survival beneath a borrowed laughter.
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A poem about a silent panic attack and the storm no one sees. Raw, fragile, and honest.
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