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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.

Stephanie Briar

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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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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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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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Choice Himself Relationship Self Love
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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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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Darkness Fall Moon Myself Run Scare Stars Yourself
The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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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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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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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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Love Myself Relationship Yourself
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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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Ourselves Stars Writing
“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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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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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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