These sharp edges you left behind, they cut so deep; and I guess maybe I am just not dying enough.
ODD KENPerhaps I mistook the pain with work in progress.
More Odd Ken Quotes
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After healing I’ll run back to her – of course this poem demands a brutal ending!
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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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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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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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I guess you’re the bee and the stings all at once; By which I mean you’re the reason I wrap these tired bones around every aching thing.
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And when the cold comes, I swear I can feel her in my bones.
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Please the night’s cold, not her name again!
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I’ve seen it, I know it too; love still dances in the fire after the rescue.
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Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.
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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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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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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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I knew you would leave someday; And from there a poet will be born from the ashes.
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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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All through the depression, I was the soft toy in the hands of a baby with sharp teeth.
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