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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.

Stephanie Briar

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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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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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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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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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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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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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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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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 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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