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

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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Learning Live Mindset Myself Prison Trade Wings
You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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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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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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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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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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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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Compare Force Search Worth
Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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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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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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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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Bed Children Fear Fight Learning Monster Myself Worth

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