#devinepoetry

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"I carry you with me, always. In the blood of my bones, in the threads of every heartstring, I carry you with me."

-- B. Devine

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We were told to bow our heads in respect and accept the future that was elected. We were told that our voices were a collective whine, raised aimlessly...pointlessly. What would it accomplish? They did not expect our voices to transcend borders and reverberate in nations other than our own. They did not expect the earth to shudder beneath our feet as millions marched around the world. They certainly didn't expect us to make history. And we will not be silenced.

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“Underneath all the makeup, false smiles, and hollow laughs, she was still human. Just another broken soul looking to forget.”

— B. Devine, #45 - Crumbling Facade

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Truthfully, there is no time... no breath, no moment between breaths,  that I do not think of you.  It doesn't come and go in waves,  washing over me like a restless tide.  No, you are always on my mind  and I carry the weight easily.  You have settled into every recess...  Into every crevice.  And I may think of you too often,  but I will hold onto every second.  This is my confession. - B. Devine, Confession \1\ 4/20/I6 @b-devinepoetry 📷: etsy.com/shop/SunNSalt

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Letters from the Heart series #2 - Anatomy

I’m tired of hearing of hearts made from glass,  shattered by the careless hands of unworthy lovers.

Your heart is not made of glass; fragile, and  capable of being broken with the slightest tap.  Your heart is not made of stone;  chiseled away until there is nothing but dust. 

You are stronger than that.

You are not so easily broken. 

Your heart is a muscle.  It can be abused, broken, and torn.  And it can hurt. 

But the thing about muscles is that they heal.  They stitch themselves back together until  they are stronger than they were once before. 

Your heart will heal and you will be  made so much stronger for it. 

You will not be broken.

- B. Devine @b-devinepoetry

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I'm tired of hearing of hearts made from glass, shattered by the careless hands of unworthy lovers.  Your heart is not made of glass; fragile, and  capable of being broken with the slightest tap.  Your heart is not made of stone;  chiseled away until there is nothing but dust.  You are stronger than that.  You are not so easily broken.  Your heart is a muscle.  It can be abused, broken, and torn.  And it can hurt.  But the thing about muscles is that they heal.  They stitch themselves back together until  they are stronger than they were once before.  Your heart will heal and you will be  made so much stronger for it.  You will not be broken.

B. Devine, “Lessons for the Heart #2: Anatomy”

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Truthfully, there is no time...  no breath, no moment between breaths,  that I do not think of you.  It doesn't come and go in waves,  washing over me like a restless tide.  No, you are always on my mind  and I carry the weight easily.  You have settled into every recess...  Into every crevice.  And I may think of you too often,  but I will hold onto every second.  This is my confession.

B. Devine, Confession \1\