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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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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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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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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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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 don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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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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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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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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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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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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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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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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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.
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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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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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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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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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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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