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Bottom Rock 

She found herself 

At the bottom 

Faithless 

 

Faithless 

At the bottom 

She found herself 

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Evolution 

Rome wasn’t built in a day 

That is true 

It was built atop ruins and battles 

Just like you 

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A Plea 

Please 

Do not be ashamed 

Of when you were convinced you needed him 

Your rebirth is far too beautiful 

To ever wish it away 

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7/11 Love 

I hope there comes a day when your favourite thing  

is to be inconvenient in the face of those  

that want to keep you convenient 

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Repeat After Me 

I am not adequate, satisfactory or sufficient. 

I am a plethora of existence, I will not make myself small so others can be big. 

I will overflow, create waves and drown those that can’t keep up with my currents.  

I am enough, but I am also so much more. 

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In a world where we are trying to convince ourselves that we are enough, why not consider that we can be much more? 

More than the heartbreak we never thought we’d survive.  

More than the battles we’ve lost. 

More than the people that have made us feel like lambs, when we’ve been wolves all along.

This is how we should love ourselves. This is how I hope you love yourself. Or how you learn to because you are greater than. 

 

 

Author: Britt Powers
Email: [email protected]
Author Bio: Britt is a 20-something creative that aspires to be a brunette Carrie Bradshaw but with a better wardrobe and no Mr. Big.
Link to social media or website: Instagram @musings.of.a.she.wolf

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