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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.

Stephanie Briar

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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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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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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 search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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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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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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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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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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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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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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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of 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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