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Spilling coffee-like tea on Sunday mornings with like-minded women is my favorite color of blooming.

Allie Miller

It may have been mad love but at least it made me taste something even if it was blood.
ALLIE MILLER

Love Mad Myself Relationship Taste
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.
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Experience Friendship Love Myself Perfection
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.
ALLIE MILLER

Dangerous Hands Heaven Hell Power Right Sex Woman
My very survival is a spit on your face don’t fuck with a woman who knows her worth.
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Survive Woman Worth Yourself
Dry throat on the days I’d rather just watch the candle burn.
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Burn Day Myself
Ana gets fed off compliments I’m only as sick as my secrets.
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Myself Secret
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
Hard crash everything good has to end take your fucking Prozac.
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End Good Hard
Your silence speaks in waves I am trying to not drown in my own thoughts let alone yours.
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Alone Myself Silence Yourself
It’s those Saturday mornings laughing underneath the sheets its a glimpse of everything I dreamed that makes me feel hope for us. Saturdays could be our thing.
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Dream Feeling Hope Laughter Myself Ourselves
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
I am a woman writer the last thing I am is weak.
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Myself Weakness Woman Writing
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

Alone Beautiful Death Night Sun Survive Woman
Spilling coffee-like tea on Sunday mornings with like-minded women is my favorite color of blooming.
ALLIE MILLER

Growth Self Love Woman
Sex is not a map to me anymore I am more than my physical body.
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Body Myself Sex
Writing spiteful poetry in a chapel I realized I have to love you no matter what you do.
ALLIE MILLER

Love Myself Poetry Realized Relationship Writing

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