I’m not sure if I’m to blame for all my relationship failures. But when I look at the wreckage I am the only commonality.
MAGGIE BOWYERI want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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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 am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
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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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What started as a friendly fire quickly turned into assassination. What did i do to jump to number one in your hit list?
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I’m stoned on a nice boat ride. I fake a smile, you fake a life.
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Am i meant to untangle the knots in my own muscles? Do they think its as simple as a few tangles in my own hair?
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I know I could be a petty queen, I could release all the receipts the way you treated me. But honey I’m happier living in peace than cruelty.
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These words crash over and threaten to destroy me. I cannot find the stars so far beneath these waves of insecurity and mistrust, their light has seemed to vanish.
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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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Speak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
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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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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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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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I want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.
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Your words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.
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