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Let me take you to a city we’ve never before been. Let us lose ourselves in old streets until we’ve made ourselves a new home.

Buried Caesar

I met you the way a fast car meets a tree. The slightest slip sent me careening into you. Half-conscious I remained at the scene, bones broken, blood spilled, fire burning.
BURIED CAESAR

Bone Break Burn Car Fast Myself Tree
You can love the way you look but still hate the way you are.
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Hate Love Way Yourself
There is nothing in this world that makes me want to be a rebel more than being told to be obedient.
BURIED CAESAR

Myself Obedience Rebel World
How exhausting it must be to fear death, when you can simply howl at the moon.
BURIED CAESAR

Death Fear Howl Moon Simplicity Yourself
The machines greed knows no limits.
BURIED CAESAR

Greed Limitation Machine
What good is forever when all we have is now?
BURIED CAESAR

Forever Goodness Time
You are more than anything and everything that has happened to you.
BURIED CAESAR

Hard Time Struggle Yourself
Your trauma doesn’t build character, it builds a wall around you.
BURIED CAESAR

Build Character Trauma Yourself
Grief is a love preservative. My heart is a jar. My blood is the brine. The memory of you I steal inside.
BURIED CAESAR

Blood Heart Love Memories Preservative Yourself
There is no such thing as a summer body. Your beauty is not seasonal, it is perennial. Your body need not change for your skin to enjoy the sun.
BURIED CAESAR

Beautiful Body Change Season Skin Summer Sun Yourself
You’ve changed. And for that I’m proud. My loyalty is to you always. Not just the person I met.
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Change Loyalty Myself Person Proud
Don’t ever think I am fragile because I asked you to handle me with care. It was not a plea, it was a warning. My strength keeps me safe but I can’t say the same for you.
BURIED CAESAR

Care Fragile Safety Strength Thinking Warning Yourself
Reserve the language of sculpture for the art of sculpture. Lest you confuse beauty with the shape of a jaw or art with the size of a stomach.
BURIED CAESAR

Art Beauty Language Reserve Sculpture Stomach Yourself
Hope is a drug that makes fear little quieter.
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Drugs Fear Hope Quiet
Yours is the face I give to the voice in my head that reminds me of who I am.
BURIED CAESAR

Face Myself Remind Voice
My hands reached your body like braille, and your curves and edges tell a story of beauty and grace.
BURIED CAESAR

Beauty Body Curve Grace Hands Myself Reach

Let me take you to a city we’ve never before been. Let us lose ourselves in old streets until we’ve made ourselves a new home.

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