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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.

Stephanie Briar

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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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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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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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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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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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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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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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