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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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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.
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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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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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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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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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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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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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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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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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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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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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