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I was looking for you in all the places our love used to be. When all along I should have been looking for me.

Stephanie Briar

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You could not keep me fed by throwing me bones and empty promises. I am ashamed to admit how much starving I did before I finally left.
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Anxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
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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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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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Darkness Fall Moon Myself Run Scare Stars Yourself
I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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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
I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.
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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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As if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
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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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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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