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

Stephanie Briar

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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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Alive Burn Death Dreams Easy Haunt Myself Night Peace
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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Darkness Fall Moon Myself Run Scare Stars Yourself
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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Best Creation Divine Nature Ourselves Religion Seek Sky True
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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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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Dreams Heart Hope Love Mindset Myself Soul Strong
I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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Count Dedication Myself Name Relationship Stars Yourself
“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Eyes Ourselves Relationship Thinking Time
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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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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You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.
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Death Fall Feeling Glow Light Moon Silver Stars Sun
Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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Blood Eyes Light Ourselves Stars Story
If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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Love Myself Relationship Yourself
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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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Ourselves Stars Writing
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
He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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Choice Himself Relationship Self Love

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