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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.

Stephanie Briar

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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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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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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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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
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Our memories lurch to a reluctant halt in their funeral march, so I can pour salt over them one last time.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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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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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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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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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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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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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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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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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