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In the end not every bleeding thing dies; at least, not like a paper plays in fire.

Odd Ken

Respect pain. Every heartfelt word is first born from sadness.
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Born Pain Respect Sadness
Pain is never too weak to leave the body still standing or laughing the same.
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Body Laughter Leaving Pain Stand Weakness
I guess this has been my confusion; where I went wrong. Thinking that love could possibly come as a thing without the burns.
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Burn Confusion Love Myself Possible Thinking Wrong
I can sing love; only I’m afraid the lyrics might get shattered again.
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Afraid Love Lyrics Myself Sing
Just as it demands blood, to meet bone, It’ll forever take something painful to understand pain.
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Blood Demand Forever Painful Philosophy Understand Wisdom
There’s a constant battle of me and healing; all of which still sits burning and intricately perplexed in ink.
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Battle Burn Healing Ink
All through the depression, I was the soft toy in the hands of a baby with sharp teeth.
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Children Depression Hands Myself Soft
You’re gone. And I think I’m only trying to mean a lot to myself too.
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Break Up Myself Thinking Try
After healing I’ll run back to her – of course this poem demands a brutal ending!
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Brutal Demand End Healing Myself Poem Run
I’ve seen it, I know it too; love still dances in the fire after the rescue.
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Dance Fire Love Myself Rescue See
Sorry to a heavy heart in the morning; sorry to waking up and being yourself the only reason to cry.
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Cry Heart heavy Morning Reason Sorry Wake Up Yourself
Give everything some time; pain hasn’t learn to walk yet.
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Learning Pain Philosophy Time Walk
I guess you’re the bee and the stings all at once; By which I mean you’re the reason I wrap these tired bones around every aching thing.
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Bone Heart Broken Myself Reason Tired Yourself
In the end the salt calls the ocean home; and I guess this is why drowning has always been a part of loving you.
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Drown End Home Love Myself Ocean Salt Yourself
To heal is to be constantly reminded that once you learn to punch, you die with blood on your wrist.
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Blood Death Hands Healing Learning Wisdom Yourself
No one thing stays the same after a goodbye.
ODD KEN

Change Goodbye Stay

In the end not every bleeding thing dies; at least, not like a paper plays in fire.

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