personal-growth
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I see you out there.Squinting into lives you don’t understand, like you’re peering through glass that only reflects your own face back at you.You think you’re watching a fall from grace.But you’re really just watching someone climb a mountain you’ve never had the courage to approach. You parade your opinions like a letterman jacket from…
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You never loved me. You just wanted to own me. You didn’t fall in love with me.You fell in love with your reflection in my eyes.I was the canvas, you were the brush—but the painting was always your own face.You whispered sonnets soaked in sugar,but every word was a leash.You didn’t want a partner.You wanted…
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Once the Glasses Go On, You Can’t Pretend You’re Blind Some truths come dressed in light. Others wait in the corner, arms folded, watching to see if you’ll finally notice the shape they make in the dark. You thought awakening meant you were done with illusions—but no one ever warned you that clarity comes with…
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Some people leave the room, and it’s as if the entire house exhales. The plants perk up, the shadows lift, and you realize the silence wasn’t empty—it was peace waiting to return. Strange how certain energies cling to you like an old habit, even long after their host has exited your life. You hear their…
