I should have known the moment your lips met mine that we were having an affair with borrowed time.
MAGGIE BOWYERIs this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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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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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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Is this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
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Speak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
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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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Be proud of a body that bares the burden of being buried only to bloom.
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I hope you grow. I hope you change. It almost didn’t fazed me, when you chose her. You always wanted what you ‘have.
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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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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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I can scream into every passing storm cloud, but that will not bring you back. I can yell at god as i sob over crinkled pictures, but all i can grasp are memories.
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You were right I don’t think I was good for your mental health But I highly doubt anyone could be.
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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 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 are versions of myself I will never recover, stolen by moments i will forever remember.
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Have I been buried alive by chronic pain? I can taste the dirt as they put me in the earth, thick on my lips like the honey that drips down my lips.
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