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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.

Stephanie Briar

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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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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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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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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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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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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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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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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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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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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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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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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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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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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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