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In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.

Stephanie Briar

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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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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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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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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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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.
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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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