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I gave names to all my disorders to humanize the pain.

Allie Miller

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
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
I’m such a people pleaser I even want random strangers on the internet to like me.
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Myself People
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
Friendships that die are like a lost art.
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Art Death Friendship Lost One Liner
Hard crash everything good has to end take your fucking Prozac.
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End Good Hard
I am a woman writer the last thing I am is weak.
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Myself Weakness Woman Writing
Sex is not a map to me anymore I am more than my physical body.
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Body Myself Sex
Talking to you wrecks me because it is a glimpse into what I could have had if only.
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Break Break Up 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
Why do you call me only so you can control me god I know you are lying but remorse sounds so good in your throat?
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Control Goodness Lying Myself Relationship Yourself
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
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
A woman of integrity I swallow stones I used to throw grace was daunting until I surrendered then everything changed a woman was made.
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Born Integrity Self Love Woman
Ana gets fed off compliments I’m only as sick as my secrets.
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Myself Secret
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

I gave names to all my disorders to humanize the pain.

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