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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.

Stephanie Briar

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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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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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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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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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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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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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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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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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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I count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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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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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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