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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.

Stephanie Briar

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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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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 glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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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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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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 am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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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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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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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.
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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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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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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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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 count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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