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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.

Stephanie Briar

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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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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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As if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
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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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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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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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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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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 search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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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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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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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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Burn Chance Growth Hands Myself Strong
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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