For the most important type of love is love for oneself and only you can hear all of your beautiful verses that never got to see the light of the day.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKBlissful comfort of pain and sorrow ravishes my rationality and drinks up my hope, for even thee whom I romanticize so deeply leaves me in a pool of intrusive thoughts telling me no matter what I say or do even the mirror despises you.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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Would you want to breathe if you were to ask for oxygen? Would you want to drink if you were to beg for a glass of water? would you want to eat if you were to pray for a plate of food? Well, I wouldn’t.
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The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
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On the verge of what is there to see, a beautiful landscape of the sea washing away what we’re made off, looking back we drown we fall.
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A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
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Finding inner peace is a lost art for with every breath and sigh new stimuli comes and leaves us in a pool of racing thoughts and worries.
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A feeling deliciously bitter lingers on my tongue. It’s sharp relish urges me to keep my mouth shut and my conscience clear. Though how can one act so when one’s veins are stuffed with what’s not said before?
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This feeling in my chest is telling me to stay to do as I should, to be where I should but my mind is telling me to go away.
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From time to time, I would like to cut off all the strings and lines that conclude that ridiculous puppet show they call life.
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I don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
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And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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And I try, I so try to fit everywhere, with everyone to be neutral, to be good and with all that, I lose myself. I lose the truest layer of all.
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Do you recognize your voice, the one that’s coming from your own mouth, when words are forming on your tongue?
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How is it possible that with one stare I’m in flames and no fire extinguisher shall help me? and so here I stand a tree burning from inside out of love from you.
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I can truly see myself in that light, the green iris of my eye like a jungle, full of life. And when snow covers the green, and my skin looses its color I crave that wilderness in my eye.
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Hatred conquers the sea in which is growing thee them tiny pearls struggling a little trying to solve the final riddle.
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