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Can anybody hear me? Are my words going to waste I need to believe there was a purpose to all the pain?

Allie Miller

Can anybody hear me? Are my words going to waste I need to believe there was a purpose to all the pain?
ALLIE MILLER

Believe Myself Need Pain Purpose Word
Your scars speak terrible stories turned to beauty.
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Inspirational One Liner Scars Self Love Story Yourself
I want my cake and to eat it too but bulimia runs rampant and she is a fucking bitch.
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Eat Herself Mental Myself
I’m such a people pleaser I even want random strangers on the internet to like me.
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Myself People
I imagine poetry to be a living entity in me.
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Art Imagination Live Myself One Liner
I do not want my worth to be centered in men with fangs for teeth I do not deserve to be degraded in a leather seat my worth is powerful you will never take that away from me.
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Deserve Men Myself Power Self Love Worth
When I ask myself why am I even sober anymore I wish I could lose myself for even just a minute without it being a death sentence.
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Death Lose Myself
It may have been mad love but at least it made me taste something even if it was blood.
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Love Mad Myself Relationship Taste
I am a woman writer the last thing I am is weak.
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Myself Weakness Woman Writing
We live in a society where I am a crazy bitch for going to any lengths to keep you away from me.
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Away Crazy Live Myself Yourself
You were poetry in a dark hallway whispering to know me in a psychotic way the way your neck tattoos straddle my throat I’m envious of every girl you’ve ever known.
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Darkness Poetry Relationship Way Yourself
Friendships that die are like a lost art.
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Art Death Friendship Lost One Liner
Ana gets fed off compliments I’m only as sick as my secrets.
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Myself Secret
Anxiety feels like over-explaining chronically.
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Feeling Mental One Liner Sick
We are survivors we glisten in the sun for all the nights I died alone I did not know another woman carried my song and it is beautiful now look what we have become.
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Alone Beautiful Death Night Sun Survive Woman
Writing spiteful poetry in a chapel I realized I have to love you no matter what you do.
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Love Myself Poetry Realized Relationship Writing

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