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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.

Stephanie Briar

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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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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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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 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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Home Love Ourselves Place Return Stars Time
Emotion = Energy in motion.
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Emotion Energy Motion One Liner Philosophy
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
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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Bloom Eyes Hope Life Lost Myself Philosophy Relationship Remember Return Time Word
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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Lost Love Myself Place Relationship Seek Yourself
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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Act Best Breathe Greatness Last Let Go Love Myself Quiet
The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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Eyes Ignition Mischief Myself Relationship
We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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Ourselves Stars Writing
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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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Rose Sleep Sound Trade Yourself
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
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
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

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