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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.

Stephanie Briar

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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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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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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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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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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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