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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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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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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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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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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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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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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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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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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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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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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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