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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.

Stephanie Briar

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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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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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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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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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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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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 search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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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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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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You could not keep me fed by throwing me bones and empty promises. I am ashamed to admit how much starving I did before I finally left.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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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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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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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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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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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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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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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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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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