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Please the night’s cold, not her name again!

Odd Ken

I’ve been to the countryside a couple of times. Somedays it is all wood and grass and empty. Other days it feels like you!
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Country Feeling Forest Place Time Yourself
Give everything some time; pain hasn’t learn to walk yet.
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Learning Pain Philosophy Time Walk
To heal is to be constantly reminded that once you learn to punch, you die with blood on your wrist.
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Blood Death Hands Healing Learning Wisdom Yourself
All through the depression, I was the soft toy in the hands of a baby with sharp teeth.
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Children Depression Hands Myself Soft
Somedays depression is tender, as though hurting is just an art; and that maybe she didn’t break me more than enough!
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Art Break Depression Enough Herself Hurting Myself
Sometimes even in pain we smile to the world until we think we’re dying.
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Death Pain Smile Thinking World
I held my breath underwater and felt surrender in my lungs; maybe this too counts as love.
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Breathe Count Love Myself Surrender
I don’t think the world is ever getting better; I guess maybe people just find new ways to hide what kills them.
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Hide Kill Myself People Thinking Way World
Pain is never too weak to leave the body still standing or laughing the same.
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Body Laughter Leaving Pain Stand Weakness
Please the night’s cold, not her name again!
ODD KEN

Cold Herself Name Night
$Odd Ken Quote - Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.$

Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.
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Bone Hard Time Heart Heart Broken heavy Pain Philosophy Wisdom
When I say I love you, I mean something raw something below the surface of all waters; something almost too naked and true!
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I Love You Myself Naked Surface True Water
There’s a constant battle of me and healing; all of which still sits burning and intricately perplexed in ink.
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Battle Burn Healing Ink
And when the cold comes, I swear I can feel her in my bones.
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Bone Cold Feeling Herself Myself Winter
These sharp edges you left behind, they cut so deep; and I guess maybe I am just not dying enough.
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Death Deep Edge Enough Hurt Myself
There’s not much I know about forgetting. By which I mean I can hear her name from a distance; and it still breathes cold in my chest.
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Breathe Cold Distance Forget Herself Myself Name
I forget how our story started; but these days I’m finding the missing pieces behind every exhale, where I left the words standing with sore feet.
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Forget Missing Myself Pieces Stand Start Story
In the end not every bleeding thing dies; at least, not like a paper plays in fire.
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Blood Death End Fire Paper Play
I can feel the dust of her skin in my skin; and I think maybe that means these bones of mine have grown weary of crying too.
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Break Up Cry Feeling Growth Myself Skin Thinking
I swear I love her so much that somedays I can’t quite tell if I’m just a good liar.
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Goodness Herself Love Lying Myself Quite Talk
The broken worlds we hide inside; that’s how we start to die!
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Break Death Hide Start World
I’ve seen it, I know it too; love still dances in the fire after the rescue.
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Dance Fire Love Myself Rescue See
It is my dying wish to travel around the world; to feel this hurt in a slightly different way!
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Around Death Different Feeling Hurt Myself Travel Way World
Respect pain. Every heartfelt word is first born from sadness.
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Born Pain Respect Sadness
If ever the fall is the ground, someone tell her I’m this close to soil, and I can feel it!
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Fall Feeling Ground Myself
Maybe water is not entirely lost when soaked into sand. Maybe it finds a better resting place to call home; and I hope she did too.
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Better Herself Home Hope Lost Place Rest Water
I’ve been quiet most of today. By which I mean I can see myself in the mirror; And believe me it is something hard to look at these days.
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Believe Hard Myself Quiet

Please the night’s cold, not her name again!

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