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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.

Stephanie Briar

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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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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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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 count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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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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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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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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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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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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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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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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