Some people don’t even know, how precious they are. That they carry heart of gold inside their chest, and enchant us every day with their shining light.
DANIELA SENICKWe all deserve to find that one special person, who sees and feels the rarity of our souls.
More Daniela Senick Quotes
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Plant seeds of hope in the cracks of your broken heart, with a little bit of patience it will soon begin to bloom again.
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She was poetry for a man who wasn’t able to feel her words.
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Let the moon teach you the art of scars. How beautiful you can shine, even with craters in your heart.
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When you stumble and fall on your knees, it does not mean you are weak. The only important is your braveness while you stand up again and face it.
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I turned my scars into wisdom, and my past into lessons learnt.
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I was not always strong. But I was always brave. And to be brave is strong enough.
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LISTEN and SILENT have the same letters. It means, when someone is SILENT then LISTEN, for silence speaks volumes.
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Destiny broke her, but poetry saved her.
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True love should give you the taste of sugar on your lips, and not the salty aftertaste of tears.
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We all deserve to find that one special person, who sees and feels the rarity of our souls.
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Write your lustful words with the invisible ink of your tongue upon every part of my body, until my mouth begins to moan every single letter in poetry.
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She cannot Conquer your demons. But she can be the guiding light, which shines through the cracks of the darkest corners of your heart to blind them.
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I can feel you in every part of my body. I do not know how you do it, that you still linger deep inside of my veins bones DNA without even being beside me. But you do and I love that.
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I knew it was real love the moment I could bare myself to you naked (without taking my clothes off) and I could show you all my scars (the ones that are invisible to the naked eye) and you loved me even more.
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She plucked a feather from her magnificent wings and dipped it in ink. She wrote poems bled from her scars guided straight from the depths of her heart.
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