I am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
MAGGIE BOWYERMy wells have run dry, but not because i miss you any less, I finally accept that this is life.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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I’d rather suffer in silence than be subjected to deafening stares. I feel like I’m in an abusive relationship with my body, no one can see the bruises.
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You’ve retracted your rays of warmth. You’ve pulled the clouds to cover sunlight. I think everyone is growing more concerned as the days keep passing and you’re still absent.
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It has been years now and you still remain, blood stains splattered across my brain. Its not that you were the first woman that I loved, you were the first person I memorized properly.
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I’m actually great at being alone. It was being abandoned that was hard.
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My wells have run dry, but not because i miss you any less, I finally accept that this is life.
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I was only ten the first time I remember getting stabbed. My agony pierced the air with a sickening scream.
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I should have known the moment your lips met mine that we were having an affair with borrowed time.
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There are days I want to pretend you are just a call away.
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If we found out tomorrow that oxygen was poisonous I would try to spend forever in your exhales.
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Two showers a day and I’m still a thousand more from washing you away.
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You’d read between my lines, You’d seen truths I had tried to deny all my life. You had read poems that were tucked neatly under my sheets, words I never meant anyone to read.
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Don’t you know that shedding your pain only makes it reverberate.
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I knew i was losing you, But when you tossed me into the mail box it finally hit me- I was losing me.
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There was no way to save her. Believe me i wanted to. But how could I, when I could barely save myself.
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Speak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
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