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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.

Stephanie Briar

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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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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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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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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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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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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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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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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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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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Myself Preserve
Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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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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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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