#narashpoetry

Everybody wants to be honest,

but few are willing.

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If you have to tell them your worth,

they will never understand it.

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Sometimes it’s my imagination

that saves me.

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I used to be so hard,

I never cried.

Now I’m so soft,

I look at a bird and cry

Look how it flies so free.

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Everything that belongs to you

will find its way to you.

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Only you know the strength

that’s inside of you—

the voice

that makes darkness tremble.

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When they reach the point of begging, it is already too late. It should’ve never come to this point.

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Fight for someone who fights for you.

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