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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.

Stephanie Briar

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To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.
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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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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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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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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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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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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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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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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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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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Emotion = Energy in motion.
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