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My heart is still a leather jacket I am waiting to give to someone sweet.

Andrea Gibson

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
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I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.
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We have to create it is the only thing louder than destruction.
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But when I thought I hit bottom, it started hitting back. There is no bruise like the bruise loneliness kicks into your spine.
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If a tree fell in the forest, and you were the only one there to hear it if its fall to the ground didn’t make a sound, would you panic in fear that you didn’t exist, or would you bask in the bliss of your nothingness?
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I know you think this world is too dark to even dream in color, but I’ve seen flowers bloom at midnight. I’ve seen kites fly in gray skies and they were real close to looking like the sunrise, and sometime it takes the most wounded wings the most broken things to notice how strong the breeze is, how precious the flight.
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and I wonder if Beethoven held his breath the first time his fingers touched the keys the same way a soldier holds his breath the first time his finger clicks the trigger. We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.
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This is my heartbeat like yours, it is a hatchet It can build a house or tear one down.
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Fear is only a verb if you let it be. Don't you dare let go of my hand!
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That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.
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Yes, I like girls Yes, I like boys I like boys who like boys I like girls who wear toys and girls who don't I like girls who don't call themselves girls Crew cuts or curls or that really bad hair phase in between.
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The trauma said, ‘Don’t write these poems. Nobody wants to hear you cry about the grief inside your bones.
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Remember, you didn’t come here to write your heart out. You came to write it in.
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We were all born on days when too many people died in terrible ways, but you still have to call it a birthday.
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My mouth is a fire escape. The words coming out don’t care that they are naked. There is something burning in there.
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Everyone’s chest is a living room wall with awkwardly placed photographs hiding fist-shaped holes.
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Safety isn't always safe. You can find one on every gun.
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I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.
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Love is like sunshine. Sometimes you have to get burned to know you were there. I want to know that I'm here.
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