Muse Of A Broken Heart

Eunoia

"eunoia"
noun: beautiful thinking, a well mind.

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She is beautiful and kind and full of fire and the world is going to try to destroy her for all of this. And she knows it. But instead of running away, she has drawn her confidence as a sword and her wisdom as a shield and she is ready to go to the battlefield with it.

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She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

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You can set yourself on fire for someone, burn every bridge for them, grow the sun for them inside your own body but for some people it will never be enough. Some hearts may be too cold to fully appreciate the gift that is your love. Your love is a passionate fire but there are hearts stone cold ice. So burn baby, burn like a comet, but like a comet burn for yourself first, and for yourself alone.

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You have always been more forest than girl, and everything inside you is wild, free and alive. That is why it is hard for you to find someone who loves all of you. You need someone who doesn't just survive when they are in a forest, you need someone who can thrive.

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She isn't confused or complicated. She knows exactly what she wants. You're the one who is mistakenly thinking her silence is confusion. Sometimes, there is more strength in silence than there is in a thousand words.

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They threw her into to the flames and laughed thinking she would burn alive. Imagine how they trembled when she rose from them instead, not a girl, but a dragon. Sometimes the fire cleanses. Sometimes the fire destroys.

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You were born with a burning fire of passion already inside you. That fire if preserved will one day change the whole world. Don't you dare let someone put it out because they couldn't handle the heat you were emitting. What did they expect would happen when they tried to manhandle fire? Their burnt fingers are not your fault. It is their own.

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this was supposed to be 'excerpts pt. 2' but i wasn't happy with what i had written so, i decided not to post that, now if you haven't figured already this isn't my work. god, i wish i could write this beautifully. these are just some of the many absolutely amazing things Nikita Gill has written, if you don't know her, check her blog meanwhilepoetry.tumblr.com out.

comment, vote and you cannot criticise this because this is perfect. :)