I guess this has been my confusion; where I went wrong. Thinking that love could possibly come as a thing without the burns.
ODD KENLike her name, some people are best left scrouged on the skin.
More Odd Ken Quotes
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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.
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Often times the language is different; by which I mean, I love her, and it’s the only stammer I’ve ever known.
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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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It is my dying wish to travel around the world; to feel this hurt in a slightly different way!
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Give everything some time; pain hasn’t learn to walk yet.
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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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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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After healing I’ll run back to her – of course this poem demands a brutal ending!
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Like her name, some people are best left scrouged on the skin.
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There’s a constant battle of me and healing; all of which still sits burning and intricately perplexed in ink.
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Perhaps I mistook the pain with work in progress.
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Breathe in the pain and bring out the wounds. It’s only a process and you’ll learn to survive the rest.
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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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I knew you would leave someday; And from there a poet will be born from the ashes.
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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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Sorry to a heavy heart in the morning; sorry to waking up and being yourself the only reason to cry.
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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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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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Either the jump or the drown, loving her has always readied me for the fire.
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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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To me there was only ever you!
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I guess we all understand the love language fine; but maybe truth is we’re just too fluent in goodbyes.
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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.
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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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Sometimes even in pain we smile to the world until we think we’re dying.
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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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