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.
ODD KENI’ve been to the countryside a couple of times. Somedays it is all wood and grass and empty. Other days it feels like you!
More Odd Ken Quotes
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Sometimes even in pain we smile to the world until we think we’re dying.
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This ‘missing you’ It begs for water; it cries your name.
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Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.
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Please the night’s cold, not her name again!
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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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The broken worlds we hide inside; that’s how we start to die!
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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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These sharp edges you left behind, they cut so deep; and I guess maybe I am just not dying enough.
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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’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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To me there was only ever you!
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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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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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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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