Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKI cried today and I cried yesterday, Salty tears rushing down. My face fastened breaths, palms in sweat and the unbearable guilt of my being.
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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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The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
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I believed less is what I needed, what I tried to achieve; I thought less is more, better, the minimalistic beauty of life.
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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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Everyday I am finding neverland in your touch just a little bit more than the day before.
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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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Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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I cried and cried and cried having Realized that the beauty of my soul was being neglected by nobody else but myself.
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Oh, how I wish you were here bathing in the silky sheets of my dreams, your lips on mine a flame and wine smoke in the air clouds filled with thoughts oh, how I long for your skin and touch.
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We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
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And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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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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When the grass turns brown nobody seems to care. It’s just temporary, they say yet I can feel it will stay and stay.
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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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I cried today and I cried yesterday, Salty tears rushing down. My face fastened breaths, palms in sweat and the unbearable guilt of my being.
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