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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.

Stephanie Briar

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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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Ourselves Stars Writing
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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Death Fall Feeling Glow Light Moon Silver Stars Sun
Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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Deep Self Love Trauma Yourself
Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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Accident Hope Light Myself
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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Alive Burn Death Dreams Easy Haunt Myself Night Peace
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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Better Change Day Dreams Fire Help Light Name Oppression Support Yourself
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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Act Best Breathe Greatness Last Let Go Love Myself Quiet
“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Eyes Ourselves Relationship Thinking Time
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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Home Love Ourselves Place Return Stars Time
I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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Culture Live Myself
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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Learning Live Mindset Myself Prison Trade Wings
The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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Compare Force Search Worth
Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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Activate Born Creation Creativity
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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Bone Empty Food Satisfaction Shame Starve Yourself
How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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Rose Sleep Sound Trade Yourself
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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Direction Ego Energy Feeling Focus Harm Healing Soul Starve Yourself

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