Love is a job doer and a man slayer. Both equally efficient, until the taste of it is most felt on the cold side of the ribs.
ODD KENI’m a drunk poet; and I guess maybe I sipped too much of what I couldn’t buy of her.
More Odd Ken Quotes
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These sharp edges you left behind, they cut so deep; and I guess maybe I am just not dying enough.
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Give everything some time; pain hasn’t learn to walk yet.
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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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Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.
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Today I can see the cracks on the wall they’re visible; but I can tell they are finding their way to soil, And so am I.
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In the end the salt calls the ocean home; and I guess this is why drowning has always been a part of loving you.
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Perhaps I mistook the pain with work in progress.
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I held my breath underwater and felt surrender in my lungs; maybe this too counts as love.
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Like her name, some people are best left scrouged on the skin.
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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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I guess this has been my confusion; where I went wrong. Thinking that love could possibly come as a thing without the burns.
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I knew you would leave someday; And from there a poet will be born from the ashes.
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I can sing love; only I’m afraid the lyrics might get shattered again.
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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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I’m a drunk poet; and I guess maybe I sipped too much of what I couldn’t buy of her.
ODD KEN