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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.

Stephanie Briar

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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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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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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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