In the end not every bleeding thing dies; at least, not like a paper plays in fire.
ODD KENBreathe in the pain and bring out the wounds. It’s only a process and you’ll learn to survive the rest.
More Odd Ken Quotes
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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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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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What if love has always been the quench and the fire? or perhaps all we need to lose to find all we need to have?
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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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Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.
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This ‘missing you’ It begs for water; it cries your name.
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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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After healing I’ll run back to her – of course this poem demands a brutal ending!
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When I say I love you, I mean something raw something below the surface of all waters; something almost too naked and true!
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Today I can see the cracks on the wall they’re visible; but I can tell they are finding their way to soil, And so am I.
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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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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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I knew you would leave someday; And from there a poet will be born from the ashes.
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Either the jump or the drown, loving her has always readied me for the fire.
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