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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.

Stephanie Briar

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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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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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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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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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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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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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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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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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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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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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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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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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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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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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