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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.

Stephanie Briar

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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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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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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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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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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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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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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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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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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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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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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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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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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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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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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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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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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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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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 day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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We usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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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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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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