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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.

Stephanie Briar

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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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Blood Easy Myself Poetry
I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.
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Clothes Cry Ghost Myself Remember
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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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
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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Burn Chance Growth Hands Myself Strong
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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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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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Eyes Ourselves Relationship Thinking Time
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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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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Activate Born Creation Creativity
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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Lost Love Myself Place Relationship Seek Yourself
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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We usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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Emotion = Energy in motion.
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Emotion Energy Motion One Liner Philosophy
I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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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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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 fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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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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Admire Burn Love Myself Tongue Yourself
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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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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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
In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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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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