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

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

Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.

Odd Ken

All through the depression, I was the soft toy in the hands of a baby with sharp teeth.
ODD KEN

Children Depression Hands Myself Soft
I swear I love her so much that somedays I can’t quite tell if I’m just a good liar.
ODD KEN

Goodness Herself Love Lying Myself Quite Talk
I guess we all understand the love language fine; but maybe truth is we’re just too fluent in goodbyes.
ODD KEN

End Goodbye Language Love Myself Truth Understand
I guess there’s so much in your absence that kills my soul from the burning wood to ash.
ODD KEN

Absence Burn Kill Myself Soul Yourself
I knew you would leave someday; And from there a poet will be born from the ashes.
ODD KEN

Born Break Up Leaving Myself Poet Yourself
I’ve seen it, I know it too; love still dances in the fire after the rescue.
ODD KEN

Dance Fire Love Myself Rescue See
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 KEN

Death Equality Feeling Job Love Man Side Taste
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.
ODD KEN

Believe Hard Myself Quiet
I’m a drunk poet; and I guess maybe I sipped too much of what I couldn’t buy of her.
ODD KEN

Break Up Buy Drink Herself Myself Poet Relationship
And when the cold comes, I swear I can feel her in my bones.
ODD KEN

Bone Cold Feeling Herself Myself Winter
What if love has always been the quench and the fire? or perhaps all we need to lose to find all we need to have?
ODD KEN

Fire Lose Love Need Philosophy
After healing I’ll run back to her – of course this poem demands a brutal ending!
ODD KEN

Brutal Demand End Healing Myself Poem Run
I don’t think the world is ever getting better; I guess maybe people just find new ways to hide what kills them.
ODD KEN

Hide Kill Myself People Thinking Way World
The broken worlds we hide inside; that’s how we start to die!
ODD KEN

Break Death Hide Start World
To heal is to be constantly reminded that once you learn to punch, you die with blood on your wrist.
ODD KEN

Blood Death Hands Healing Learning Wisdom Yourself
Like her name, some people are best left scrouged on the skin.
ODD KEN

Herself Name People Skin