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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.

Stephanie Briar

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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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Accident Hope Light Myself
“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Eyes Ourselves Relationship Thinking Time
How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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Admire Burn Love Myself Tongue Yourself
Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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Learning Live Mindset Myself Prison Trade Wings
Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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Deep Self Love Trauma Yourself
When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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It quietly stops my breath to realize that my greatest grand gesture, my last, best act of love was to let you go.
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Act Best Breathe Greatness Last Let Go Love Myself Quiet
In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.
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Alive Burn Death Dreams Easy Haunt Myself Night Peace
We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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Ourselves Stars Writing
I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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Abundance Control Hold On Love Myself
Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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Distance Eyes Love Myself Painting Portrait Relationship Separate
The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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Eyes Ignition Mischief Myself Relationship
Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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Blood Easy Myself Poetry
I was looking for you in all the places our love used to be. When all along I should have been looking for me.
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Lost Love Myself Place Relationship Seek Yourself
Your darkness does not scare me, nor will I run from you; like a star, I’m falling for the phases of your moon.
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