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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.

Stephanie Briar

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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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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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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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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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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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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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I am strong. My heart still hopes. My mind still dreams. My soul still craves pouring energy into everything that I love.
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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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You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.
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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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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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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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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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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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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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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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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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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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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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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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Anxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
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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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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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