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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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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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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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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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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.
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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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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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Emotion = Energy in motion.
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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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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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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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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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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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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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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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In my dreams we got past the parking lot; you took me past the old, oak door, led me up onto the vacant altar, and offered me to every god whose name you invoked as you worshipped my body.
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