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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?

Stephanie Briar

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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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Myself Preserve
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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Anxiety Head Imagination Live Mental Shoot Stand Yourself
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
In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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Absence Light Moon Myself Prayer Stars Way
Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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Distance Eyes Love Myself Painting Portrait Relationship Separate
Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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Devil Goodness Myself Remember
I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.
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Clothes Cry Ghost Myself Remember
I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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Born Burn Fall Fire Inspirational Light Motivational Myself
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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Human Perfection Rough Spirit Wild Yourself
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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Death Funeral Memories Oneself Time
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
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
“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Eyes Ourselves Relationship Thinking Time
I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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Abundance Control Hold On Love Myself
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
Emotion = Energy in motion.
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Emotion Energy Motion One Liner Philosophy

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