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The devil asked me to dance, but I told him it’s just me myself and the rhythm. He tried to coax me in with sin, I told him I know his game and I play to win. To his surprise I rose from the ashes of the fire he set, but kept the light burning inside my chest. ❤️‍🔥


dennybitte:
“ a last smile came down the hill
by Denny Bitte
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dennybitte:

a last smile came down the hill

by Denny Bitte

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evianic:
“This is the crystal hand of prosperity. Reblog in 300 seconds to have a year of good money management and raises.
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evianic:

This is the crystal hand of prosperity. Reblog in 300 seconds to have a year of good money management and raises.
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All I see ash. The burning fire in my heart wasn’t strong enough to survive the rainstorm of everyone else’s emotion. Stomped on, bit by bit. Every spark taken for granted and none seemed to care about my exhausted flame. Igniting again and again in this same vicious cycle will anyone see the parts that were blown away, swept under the rug for another day. I feel so hard to love. Maybe it’s the burden of my mind or my deep thoughts at night. Or maybe I’m just not enough to keep anyone close enough to feel my light. I just want to hear that I’m beautiful, that I am loved, that I’m not a worthless old match. All I feel is ash.

-KQ


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