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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.

Stephanie Briar

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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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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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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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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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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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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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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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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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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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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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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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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 usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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