I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
STEPHANIE BRIARI 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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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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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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Your darkness does not scare me, nor will I run from you; like a star, I’m falling for the phases of your moon.
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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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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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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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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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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