He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
STEPHANIE BRIARLet yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
More Stephanie Briar Quotes
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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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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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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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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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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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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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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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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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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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I am strong. My heart still hopes. My mind still dreams. My soul still craves pouring energy into everything that I love.
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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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When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
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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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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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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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