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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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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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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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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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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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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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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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I am strong. My heart still hopes. My mind still dreams. My soul still craves pouring energy into everything that I love.
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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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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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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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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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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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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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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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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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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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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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