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Odd Ken Quote - Most days missing her is my only choice between death and dying.

Most days missing her is my only choice between death and dying.

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I guess there’s so much in your absence that kills my soul from the burning wood to ash.
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These sharp edges you left behind, they cut so deep; and I guess maybe I am just not dying enough.
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I knew you would leave someday; And from there a poet will be born from the ashes.
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Respect pain. Every heartfelt word is first born from sadness.
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Breathe in the pain and bring out the wounds. It’s only a process and you’ll learn to survive the rest.
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Most days missing her is my only choice between death and dying.
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Choice Death Herself Missing Myself
Love is a job doer and a man slayer. Both equally efficient, until the taste of it is most felt on the cold side of the ribs.
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Either the jump or the drown, loving her has always readied me for the fire.
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Just as it demands blood, to meet bone, It’ll forever take something painful to understand pain.
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I can sing love; only I’m afraid the lyrics might get shattered again.
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There’s not much I know about forgetting. By which I mean I can hear her name from a distance; and it still breathes cold in my chest.
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Breathe Cold Distance Forget Herself Myself Name
And when the cold comes, I swear I can feel her in my bones.
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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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This ‘missing you’ It begs for water; it cries your name.
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Perhaps I mistook the pain with work in progress.
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