Stephanie Briar Quotes & Poetry

I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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Count Dedication Myself Name Relationship Stars Yourself
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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Direction Ego Energy Feeling Focus Harm Healing Soul Starve Yourself
Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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Accident Hope Light Myself
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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Human Perfection Rough Spirit Wild Yourself
I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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Admire Burn Love Myself Tongue Yourself
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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Bone Empty Food Satisfaction Shame Starve Yourself
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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Bloom Eyes Hope Life Lost Myself Philosophy Relationship Remember Return Time Word
In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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Absence Light Moon Myself Prayer Stars Way
If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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Love Myself Relationship Yourself
I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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Born Burn Fall Fire Inspirational Light Motivational Myself
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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Anxiety Head Imagination Live Mental Shoot Stand Yourself
The stars are where we came from. They orchestrated our return to the place we can always come home: our ancient, timeless love.
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Home Love Ourselves Place Return Stars Time
You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.
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Death Fall Feeling Glow Light Moon Silver Stars Sun
We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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Ourselves Stars Writing
Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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Believe Home Hope Kiss Myself Night Promise Rose Yourself
Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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Blood Eyes Light Ourselves Stars Story
Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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Aspiration People Power Scare Self Love Stand Yourself
Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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Devil Goodness Myself Remember
Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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Blood Easy Myself Poetry
The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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Born Myself Pain Peace
“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Eyes Ourselves Relationship Thinking Time
How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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Rose Sleep Sound Trade Yourself
I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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Culture Live Myself
You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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Myself Preserve
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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Bad Blood Bone Break Day Direction Fingers Leadership Power Result River Skin
Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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Distance Eyes Love Myself Painting Portrait Relationship Separate
I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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Abundance Control Hold On Love Myself

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