i want to learn to look at myself in the same
way that i look at things i love, to feel the way
i feel when i think something is beautiful…
to look at myself and see something that
i love and think is beautiful.
– butterflies rising
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i think it’s
breathtaking…
how your heart just
spills out of you.
it’s some kind of soul ache
just… pouring. out.
it’s somewhere dark that
your spirit has had to fight from…
there’s wreckage where it all comes from,
and there are times that just being
human feels like a violence.
but beautiful things spill out of you
the way wildfires burn… the way
butterflies fly wild… the way fireflies glow
…so let your heart be fire. and let your
soul be wild. and let your spirit glow.
because the way it all spills out of you
is just… breathtaking.
– butterflies rising
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beautiful things spill out of you the way
wildfires burn… the way butterflies
fly wild… the way fireflies glow
– butterflies rising
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just let your heart be fire and
let your soul be wild and
let your spirit glow.
– butterflies rising
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there is too much fire and passion and magic and art and love in you for you to not let it all be who and what you are.
– butterflies rising
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there is too much beautiful in you
for you to not let beautiful be
who and what you are
– butterflies rising
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little by little
i’m learning to love myself.
and it might be slow,
but i’m certain in letting go of
all the things that tell me i shouldn’t.
– butterflies rising
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her,
because she
makes life poetry,
she turns every bit
of it into art
– butterflies rising
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feel
everything
that is
beautiful and possible
in your soul,
and let yourself
become it
– butterflies rising
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this love
comes sweetly
this gentle awakening
like warmth on your skin
and a breath on your neck
let it say so softly…
you are more than enough.
– butterflies rising
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