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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.

Zuzanna Szostak

Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Fear Growth Old Tranquility
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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Feeling Mindset Myself Stay
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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Goodness Lose Myself True Try
No matter where we are, what air we breathe or which stars we are under. Your eyes always take me to dream land; that inner child-like peace of mind. That I crave when you’re gone and afar and I only see you when in my sleep.
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Breathe Crave Dreams Mindset Peace Sleep Stars Yourself
Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.
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Alive Breathe Feeling Way Yourself
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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Art Breathe Leaving Lost Peace Race Thinking Worry
We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
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Bed Hands Love Sky Summer Talk Togetherness
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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Act Conscience Deep Delicious Feeling Oneself Tongue
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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Breathe Feeling Myself Presence Touch
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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Growth Hate Sea Struggle
I want you here beside me, to make me feel like the only pearl you’d be looking for in the ocean.
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Feeling Love Ocean Priority Yourself
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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Recognition Voice Word Yourself
I gave all of my vulnerability away for you, to you exposed the dirt of my soul not understood. Kept on, waiting for hope, in despair.
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Hope Myself Soul Understand Vulnerable Wait
Blissful 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.
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Bliss Comfort Hate Hope Mirror Myself Sorrow Yourself
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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Beautiful Drown Fall Sea See
And when I was looking at myself in the mirror, I realized that beneath these scars lies a woman, that is good that is kind, that I myself aspired to be.
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Aspiration Goodness Kind Mirror Myself Scars Woman

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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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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