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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.

Stephanie Briar

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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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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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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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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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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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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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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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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 a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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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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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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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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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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