Breathe in the pain and bring out the wounds. It’s only a process and you’ll learn to survive the rest.
ODD KENMost days missing her is my only choice between death and dying.
More Odd Ken Quotes
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In the end not every bleeding thing dies; at least, not like a paper plays in fire.
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If ever the fall is the ground, someone tell her I’m this close to soil, and I can feel it!
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Somedays depression is tender, as though hurting is just an art; and that maybe she didn’t break me more than enough!
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To me there was only ever you!
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I’ve been quiet most of today. By which I mean I can see myself in the mirror; And believe me it is something hard to look at these days.
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I forget how our story started; but these days I’m finding the missing pieces behind every exhale, where I left the words standing with sore feet.
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I’m a drunk poet; and I guess maybe I sipped too much of what I couldn’t buy of her.
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I held my breath underwater and felt surrender in my lungs; maybe this too counts as love.
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There’s a constant battle of me and healing; all of which still sits burning and intricately perplexed in ink.
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Maybe water is not entirely lost when soaked into sand. Maybe it finds a better resting place to call home; and I hope she did too.
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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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I can feel the dust of her skin in my skin; and I think maybe that means these bones of mine have grown weary of crying too.
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Respect pain. Every heartfelt word is first born from sadness.
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Please the night’s cold, not her name again!
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I swear I love her so much that somedays I can’t quite tell if I’m just a good liar.
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