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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.

Stephanie Briar

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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of 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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Emotion = Energy in motion.
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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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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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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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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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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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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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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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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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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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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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