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.
ALLIE MILLER
I am a woman writer the last thing I am is weak.
More Allie Miller Quotes
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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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You were the best and worst nights of my life fucking while the flames lick us at least you’re a distraction from my spiritual death. You’re a god damn angel in a crack den.
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Dry throat on the days I’d rather just watch the candle burn.
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Ana gets fed off compliments I’m only as sick as my secrets.
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I am a woman writer the last thing I am is weak.
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My very survival is a spit on your face don’t fuck with a woman who knows her worth.
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Your silence speaks in waves I am trying to not drown in my own thoughts let alone yours.
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If only were my skin like art shining against the mould, if only my body were a canvas brave if only.
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Friendships that die are like a lost art.
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Writing saved me when my phone went silent.
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If nothing else you have inspired me to write beautiful poetry if nothing else I bring words to the table with me.
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It may have been mad love but at least it made me taste something even if it was blood.
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Spilling coffee-like tea on Sunday mornings with like-minded women is my favorite color of blooming.
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Your scars speak terrible stories turned to beauty.
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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?
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