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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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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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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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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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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
He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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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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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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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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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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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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Devil Goodness Myself Remember
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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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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