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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.

Stephanie Briar

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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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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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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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In my dreams we got past the parking lot; you took me past the old, oak door, led me up onto the vacant altar, and offered me to every god whose name you invoked as you worshipped my body.
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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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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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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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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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