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Your scars speak terrible stories turned to beauty.

Allie Miller

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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Believe Myself Need Pain Purpose Word
I am a woman writer the last thing I am is weak.
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Myself Weakness Woman Writing
Friendships that die are like a lost art.
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Art Death Friendship Lost One Liner
I fought my way through plastic men the woman in me learned how to show her teeth no matter how fucking unladylike they say it makes me.
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Herself Learning Man Myself Woman
Writing saved me when my phone went silent.
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Myself Save Silent Writing
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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Angel Best Break Up Death God Life Myself Relationship Spiritual Worst Yourself
I gave names to all my disorders to humanize the pain.
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Human Mental Myself Pain
A powerful woman is a dangerous heaven and hell both want the rights anticipation is a one-night stand or better yet use your own fucking hand.
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Dangerous Hands Heaven Hell Power Right Sex Woman
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 am on another planet experiencing myself the colors run but I’m not caught up on perfections here I just want to be my own friend again I just want to love my bones without restraint.
ALLIE MILLER

Experience Friendship Love Myself Perfection
Dry throat on the days I’d rather just watch the candle burn.
ALLIE MILLER

Burn Day Myself
Hard crash everything good has to end take your fucking Prozac.
ALLIE MILLER

End Good Hard
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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Beautiful Inspirational Myself Poetry Word Writing Yourself
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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Art Body Brave Myself Shine Skin
I imagine poetry to be a living entity in me.
ALLIE MILLER

Art Imagination Live Myself One Liner
Ana gets fed off compliments I’m only as sick as my secrets.
ALLIE MILLER

Myself Secret

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