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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.

Stephanie Briar

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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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We usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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The stars are where we came from. They orchestrated our return to the place we can always come home: our ancient, timeless love.
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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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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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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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Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.
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Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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Our memories lurch to a reluctant halt in their funeral march, so I can pour salt over them one last time.
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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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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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In my dreams we got past the parking lot; you took me past the old, oak door, led me up onto the vacant altar, and offered me to every god whose name you invoked as you worshipped my body.
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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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