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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKOh, 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.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
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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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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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So grand yet so small, so important yet so irrelevant, so beautiful yet so shallow, must thee live in illusion or does real life leave too much of a confusion?
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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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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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We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
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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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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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I feel all that, your touch your presence your breath but can’t tell if its you I’m looking at.
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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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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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Peace is when I am cuddled up in a snug wool blanket with a hot coffee in hand without worry in mind, so I can dream about red sunsets and the scent of warm, sun kissed bodies.
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Curled up in a ball slowly shutting down as my body is being devoured by those ugly, fearsome monsters that have lived in my guts ever since I could remember.
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Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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