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I closed my eyes held my face towards the sky and prayed inwardly for strength to grow. And suddenly it began to rain.

Daniela Senick

In the veins of poets flows ink, with which they create words for eternity. When they die a part of their souls will still stay alive in their poetry.
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Alive Creation Death Eternity Forever Poet Poetry Soul Stay Word
She is someone who falls in love with imperfections. Like the moon with all her craters, hearts with cracks, and souls with scars. For she knows they carry the deepest and truest love of all deep inside.
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Crater Deep Herself Imperfect Love Moon Scars Soul True
Destiny broke her, but poetry saved her.
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Broken Heart Destiny One Liner Poetry
Pain shapes us into writers, it cuts our veins open like a sharp knife. But while we are about to bleed dry, we turn our blood into ink.
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Bleed Dry Ink Knife Pain Sharp Writer
If she lets you be a part of her life, you have to understand that she thinks you know how to deal with hurricanes.
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Deal Herself Hurricane Life Understand Yourself
Sometimes I write Because I don’t know what I’m feeling deep inside, or because I feel too many different feelings at the same time. And if I read it then it may make sense and will help me understand, what’s going on in my heart and head.
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Different Feeling Head Heart Myself Read Writing
Let the moon teach you the art of scars. How beautiful you can shine, even with craters in your heart.
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Art Beautiful Heart Moon Scars Shine Teaching Yourself
My soul is too deep for those who do not dare to dive their head under the waters surface.
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Dare Deep Head Myself Soul Surface Water
They fell for her poetry But ran from her chaos.
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Chaos Fall Poetry Run
Baby, tonight prepare yourself for a perfect storm, I will come over you like a hurricane with a terrifying force.
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Force Hurricane Myself Perfect Power Romance Sex Storm Terrify Yourself
The most beautiful gift that a writer can receive is to know that the reader can feel the emotions in every word.
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Beautiful Emotion Gift Receive Word Writeing
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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Through writing we try to give sense to the thoughts in our heads and the chaos in our souls and the scars in our hearts.
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Chaos Head Heart Scar Sense Soul Thought Writing
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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Body Ink Invisible Love Lust Moan Myself Poetry Romance Sex Tongue Word Writing Yourself
Beneath every scar there lies a tragedy, that we try to heal through writing poetry.
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Healing Poetry Scars Tragedy Write
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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Body Bone DNA Feel Linger Love Myself Part Vein Yourself

I closed my eyes held my face towards the sky and prayed inwardly for strength to grow. And suddenly it began to rain.

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